The Traces Of Depth

Just inside the fog

As the dawn begins to clear

A low growl is rumbling

Just outside the range to hear

Around the bend of the path

The underbrush grows fierce

The growl no longer far

It’s pitch behind to pierce

To travel into fear

Is a step to sometimes take

To live in it seems foolish

Old habits hard to break


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