Drawn
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seduced by the fog
I seek the mystery
it enshrouds
always just ahead
round the bend
over the hill
behind the heavy gate
my ears prick
to its distant call
just beyond clarity
my heart longs
my soul is drawn
to the unknown
down the path
around the curve
over the crest
into the mist
where
shut away
the clarion awaits
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rob kistner © 2008