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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=552880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fog Holds Lights</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=552880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">FOG HOLDS LIGHTS</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=552880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Fog holds lights in soft hands stroking<br>the bay, floating across waters alive<br>with flickering rays. The night air whispers</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=552880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">of ancient sand castles and the gleam<br>of small stars stirring the romance of darkness.<br>It clings faithfully to the rise and fall</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=552880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">of waves washing in, swinging to<br>the rhythm of a sea singing love songs.<br>Fog holds lights in soft hands, clasps love</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=552880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">in tender touches, grasps hope in strong<br>fingers as it rolls in. Reality<br>blurs, an impressionist painting</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=552880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">lying just under the murky paint of fog.<br>Fog holds light in soft hands, embraces<br>dreams carefully as they swoop </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=552880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">across our sleep like moonbeams prowling <br>the night sky. It smothers the future and remolds<br>the past, leaving us in a blurred limbo.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=552880" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Fog holds light in soft hands wet with tears.<br>When it is time for it to be gone, <br>it lifts silently and disappears.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Raynette+Eitel">Raynette Eitel</a></strong></div>

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