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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414472" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Racial Memories: Perhaps</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A thick fog lies along the shore.<br>Much denser than I've seen before.<br>It seems somehow unnatural.<br>Far different from the usual.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fog banks which we see frequently.<br>It seemed to spring up suddenly.<br>Too suddenly for it to be<br>Conforming with normality.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watch it apprehensively<br>I feel some how it threatens me.<br>I can remember all too well.<br>The tale the local legends tell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of the great fog which stole away<br>Whole villages or so they say.<br>Though local legends tend to be <br>Less accurate than history.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Folk memories are based on truth.<br>Although there is no written proof<br>That does not mean they can't be true.<br>That's why they persist as they do</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>That I'm afraid I can't deny<br>Although I am not certain why.<br>I half believe the tales are true<br>And wonder if the fog can do</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What legends say it's done before.<br>Perhaps it has returned for more.<br>I think it's time for me to go.<br>I do not really want to know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What will happen if should stay<br>My instinct is to run away.<br>To climb into my car and drive<br>My only aim is to survive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I realise I have been dreaming.<br>I can see the street lights gleaming.<br>And that things are as they ought to be.<br>My mind's been playing tricks on me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm safe and warm in my armchair.<br>Although my mind has been elsewhere.<br>Concocting fear filled fantasies<br>From half remembered memories.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thursday,13 September 2012.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=414472" data-title="Racial Memories: Perhaps de Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg" data-description="A thick fog lies along the shore. Much denser than I've seen before. It seems somehow unnatural. Far different from the usual. Fog banks which we see frequently. It seemed to spring up suddenly. Too suddenly for it to be Conforming with normality..."></div> </div> </div>
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