Mist

There's a Mist

There's a mist hanging over me
Because of this I fail to see
Very clearly

There's a mist clouding my thoughts
Because of this I cannot
Decide a lot

There's a mist in the air
Because of this its hard to care
Who would dare

There's a mist, a creeping menance
Because of this odd circumstance
The world lacks maintance

There's a mist, dense and thick
Because of this the planet is sick
We need a cure -- quick

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