Dawn

Dawn seeps in
as a misty gray
Emptiness.
The Wizard turns, seeing
The world thru blurred and
Reddened eyes. His limbs, moving\
Slowing, tell of the long unrested
Hours they have spent.
Slowly
Donning his cape he
Leaves in search of what
He once knew
And within a
Few feet, disappears into the
Swirling blinding fog

Leaving no tracks or
Traces
Except for a few
Priceless drops of

Salt Water

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