The Fog Has Come In

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    The Fog Has Come In

    It creaps in silence.
    As soft as a cat.
    You can't see what's in front of you.
    You can only hear the sound of a horn.
    A chill comes over you.
    You can't tell if it's day or night.
    All you see is gray.
    The fog has come in.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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