Science tells me that
When fog envelops us
It's just low-lying clouds,
Clouds at waist-level, it's
Cold, the vapor gathers
Into fog, thin clouds at
Street level
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Revenge
The sun piqued at the moon
Takes its revenge on the evening
Sky. Vengeful, it turns the clouds
A vivid red. What would be blue
Is hanging in the halo of its anger
Tamara, really 