The Mist

Submit yourself to the mist

Become one that cannot be undone

Relax your shoulder and fist

Smirk down the barrel of the smoking gun

Gaze eager into the storm

Find the peace that we all crave

Hold ever to good form

Be the thing that others must brave

 

Photo by Erik Ringsmuth on Unsplash

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