Sadness

Sadness is like the fog,
Reaching out and touching all.
Leaking into every gap,
Infecting everything that can fall.

The door creaked open as the fog walked in.
Making no noise but a beep,
As it made machinery slowly turn off.
Going further and more deep.

The fog got close to covering the town,
But before it made the town be vanished,
The sun rose and they started fight with a bang,
The sun won and the fog was banished.

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