Untitled (Lonely Fog)

To love is to lust, to lust is to love,
the words go hand in hand.
However clean the mind can be,
it never clears the lonely fog
that surrounds the heads of greedy.
Perhaps if the body went out to wander
the conscious could be satisfied
and the lovely craving would be set free.

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