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writingprompt: swirling mist

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Through fog as thick as
Crushed-toe pain,
We stumble through the years.

The fog swells and suffocates,
Overwhelming and overcoming,
Until pinprick stars
Dance before our vision.

Pinprick stars we see as
Divine intervention, imagination,
Inspiration to recover, regain footing,
And stumble blindly forward once again.

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