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SAMHAIN FOG
 

In the fog,
It's as if the world is light without brightness
And has no depth
It ends a few yards ahead
An empty canvas

Is this Ceridwen's cauldron
Not dark, not engulfing
But white
No perspective, no past
Just a blank sheet
Wiped clean
Empty
Waiting for us to start over again