She walked wearily with her eyes blind,

On a foggy road leaving her sight behind;

Soon she saw a face her eyes knew well,

On this face once she loved to dwell;

With a gush of wind the face vanished,

Came a smirky face with purity tarnished;

Its lips smirked and eyes shone with smile,

More baffling faces appeared in a while;

She heard that truth her eyes had hidden,

Saw the face for which her heart was smitten;

The face was the same and so were the eyes,

The fog had played a game that spoke lies,

Illusions of the fog made her heart spur,

Now she knew it was a trick to fool her;

She closed her eyes and spoke to her heart,

“Wasn’t this the truth you had long sought?”;

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