Waiting in the mist

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Day 112 250811 366@40

The lone pigeon sits, on aerial so high,
Waiting for the mist, to leave the sky.
The silhouette we see, of grey on grey,
As the mist covers, the land here today.

The lone pigeon waits, the mist will go,
Waiting for the time, that he does know.
The silhouette we see, fades into the gloom,
The mist that covers, will go away soon

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