I feel a peculiar sadness.

It’s foggy, dark and just beyond my eye-line.

It’s heavy and intrusive.

Texture so rough, it’s abrasive and uncomfortable.

Its taste is bitter and it stings.

I try to ignore it, to ensure we’re not on intimate terms.

But, it lies in wait in quietness and solitude.

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