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The Fog Creeps
Lighter than a feather;
On the wings of morn,
The fog creeps
With a silent tone.
From the skies
Onto the ground,
It touches the trees
And all around.
And, so, with marvel—
We tend to admire
The fog's ability
To inspire.
poem
by
Walterrean Salley
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