Slow Haze

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A slow haze rises over their heads

     As the deathly silence permeates the atmosphere

The death overcomes them

     One at a time

          And the cold

               The icy dry cold

A realization settles over the ragtag group

     Mortality

None of them speak to each other of it

     They KNOW

Driven to the same place

     For the same reason

          With the same destination

Mortality is obvious

     To their well trained eyes

The alive

The unalive

Alone

     But not alone

     The last embers die

          Artificially

     And they sit

          As the haze settles atop their heads

Unalone

     Befriended by common realization

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