#27 - Guide Me Into the Fog (a pantoum)

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When the flute plays her silky interlude,

the tunes of regret and longing

let my gloomy spirit rise

in the faint, dim candlelight.


The tunes of regret and longing

wandering around the room

in the faint, dim candlelight

gently pull at my tangled heart.


Wandering around the room,

melodies weeping in sorrow that

gently pull at my tangled heart,

flow in dark ribbons.


Melodies weeping in sorrow that

guide me into the fog,

flow in dark ribbons

and misty shades of blue.


Guide me into the fog

when the flute plays her silky interlude,

and misty shades of blue

let my gloomy spirit rise.

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