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Blue

There is this fog

It's blue and hazy

It makes you sad

It make you lower

Your head in shame

It makes you cry

It makes you clutch

Your head in despair.

There is no cure

For once it touches

You

It doesn't let go

It never has

It never will.

I must go

Before the blue fog

Comes again.

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