Grey veils wafting between the trees
White shrouds sailing on a breeze
Thick blankets hiding a maze
All sounds are muffled by your presence
Cobwebs slowly decaying
Vapours swirling and swaying
Plumes of smoke merrily playing
My hands touch your cold wet essence
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