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The air is thick with a murky haze,
The sun obscured in a dreary daze,
Buildings and trees, all shrouded in gray,
A smoggy day that dampens our play.
Coughs and sneezes, our throats are sore,
We long for fresh air, to breathe once more,
But for now, we're stuck in this misty gloom,
Till the winds blow and clear the room.
In the meantime, we'll wait and bear,
This smoggy day that fills the air,
And hope for a brighter, clearer sky,
When the haze will lift and pass us by.
