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Mist..
Watching from the shadows,
Are the eyes of mist.
Chilling to the core,
As the wind hits.
Passing through the roads,
They were hard to miss.
But to find them,
Was beyond one's skills.
Reaching from the dark,
Are it's slithering limbs.
Winding around the body,
Like the winter's kiss.
Whoever falls in its embrace,
Cannot escape the bliss.
Waiting in the mist,
As it plays it's tricks.
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Are the eyes of mist.
Chilling to the core,
As the wind hits.
Passing through the roads,
They were hard to miss.
But to find them,
Was beyond one's skills.
Reaching from the dark,
Are it's slithering limbs.
Winding around the body,
Like the winter's kiss.
Whoever falls in its embrace,
Cannot escape the bliss.
Waiting in the mist,
As it plays it's tricks.
© All Rights Reserved
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