Stepping carefully and quietly along a darkened pathway in the fog,
not wanting to trip or stumble.
This path was not always this dark.
Encountering moments of clarity and light,
ever so briefly, in the dawning of a new day.
There is hope of openness 'round the next bend.
Not wanting to wait until the mist has fully cleared
or until the day is fully bloomed,
pressing on until the lights of home are visible.
Peace.
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