The trees and pools
and minus 6
but the humid fog
takes it all away
Business trip
turned into a life
With neighbors
that appear
As the fog diminishes
Winter died that year
steam rose up like an empire
Prosperity lined it's wings
dragging clouds down
covering the land in a thick fog
The path forward is obscured
Nothing to know
Nothing to see
No seasons
Just a family on an island
The edge of Europe
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