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Haze

Haze in my eyes and I can hardly see
Air is tight and no proper air around me
Foggy skies block the warm sun
My happiness slowly seizing
It might soon be gone

Haze in my eyes
The beauty of the city is hidden
Air I breathe….

Maria Michaela

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