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MIST
Mystical mist, Caresses my face, Makes me forget, Time and place. Refreshed and alive, I savor the light breeze, That swirls the mist, Around me with ease. My world has been cleansed, Inside and out, Its beauty shines through, Makes me want to shout. Come again, dear mist, Caress my face, Make me forget, Time and place.
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