Fog

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Our size differs

From your point of view

We may produce glows

We're a pretty kind of crew.

We share shapes and stories

But you only see us when

The owl cries

The wolf spies

An ally comes again.

Although she seems much larger

That any number of us

The trick of the skies

Reflects to the eyes

And mistakes are caused, thus.

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