the misty fog,
in the early morning,
cool and gloom,
not making way for a morning shine.
as though giving a shield to its surroundings.
the blue skies become grey,
the vision of green trees and high mountains become blurry.
as vague as how a sight could be.
as how i couldn't see through still waters.
for the view is unclear.
thus i do not know which way to go.
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