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MISTY

by Imaa Akpantuen

 

 

Like a morning mist

I watch you ebbing away

I thought I had gotten hold of you

Perhaps I’d forgotten

That you are

Like water held in between the concave of my palms

You cannot be grasped

And like the fleeting caresses of the breeze

You cannot really stand still

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Thursday 16th July 2020 10:42 pm

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