Mist intruding the clear view
Fog like substance filling the queue
Masking the clear night sky
Many spirits returning trying to voice their final good-bye
Happening through many of years
Sadly no one can hear their drowning tears
Every harbor, lake, river, and plateau
Spirits hang to what they last knew
The Sun discourages, the wind disperses
Spirits scattered into the bushes and trees
Saddened no one cares about their pleas
Disbursed and alone
Trying to communicate with anyone
No one seems to hear
No one seems to care
Floating through the air
Waiting for the wind to allow them movement
Hopefully being able to speak again
If only for just a moment
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