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The morning fog, feeling so close at hand, always makes me have an urge to reach out and touch a handful, I gently hold it in the palm of my hand, and it feels like a futile effort. People walk in the fog, looking hazy in the distance

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The morning fog, feeling so close at hand, always makes me have an urge to reach out and touch a handful, I gently hold it in the palm of my hand, and it feels like a futile effort. People walk in the fog, the distance is hazy and the direction cannot be seen, and the sky is gray and dull, as if it is intimate with the earth.

The morning fog, feeling so close at hand, always makes me have an urge to reach out and touch a handful, I gently hold it in the palm of my hand, and it feels like a futile effort. People walk in the fog, looking hazy in the distance
The morning fog, feeling so close at hand, always makes me have an urge to reach out and touch a handful, I gently hold it in the palm of my hand, and it feels like a futile effort. People walk in the fog, looking hazy in the distance
The morning fog, feeling so close at hand, always makes me have an urge to reach out and touch a handful, I gently hold it in the palm of my hand, and it feels like a futile effort. People walk in the fog, looking hazy in the distance
The morning fog, feeling so close at hand, always makes me have an urge to reach out and touch a handful, I gently hold it in the palm of my hand, and it feels like a futile effort. People walk in the fog, looking hazy in the distance
The morning fog, feeling so close at hand, always makes me have an urge to reach out and touch a handful, I gently hold it in the palm of my hand, and it feels like a futile effort. People walk in the fog, looking hazy in the distance
The morning fog, feeling so close at hand, always makes me have an urge to reach out and touch a handful, I gently hold it in the palm of my hand, and it feels like a futile effort. People walk in the fog, looking hazy in the distance
The morning fog, feeling so close at hand, always makes me have an urge to reach out and touch a handful, I gently hold it in the palm of my hand, and it feels like a futile effort. People walk in the fog, looking hazy in the distance
The morning fog, feeling so close at hand, always makes me have an urge to reach out and touch a handful, I gently hold it in the palm of my hand, and it feels like a futile effort. People walk in the fog, looking hazy in the distance
The morning fog, feeling so close at hand, always makes me have an urge to reach out and touch a handful, I gently hold it in the palm of my hand, and it feels like a futile effort. People walk in the fog, looking hazy in the distance

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