THE FOG
A short story by Dustybear
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Eerie out here I know. But it is solitude I seek
and the bogs give that to me
RURAL SOUTHERN MISSISSIPPI
A place I know well. I grew up here, and it is still where I come to get renewed and
to try to get back to myself when I have lost my way.
I suppose I should have known it would end like this,
but I hoped it wouldn't.
In the beginning, I took pains to ignore the signs and then later on it was too late.
OOPS.
You have to be careful out here. These bogs can be dangerous if you are not careful. I am and know this area but more than one person has come in here and never come out.
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