The hazy days
It never really goes away
It stays as it likes
You can't blame the sky
The wind getting choked
Blowing it away
Across oceans let it rains
The hazy days
It never really goes away
On the ground
The fumes of motor vehicles
Open burning in the villages
As the haze hits the nation
The hazy excuses
The hazy politicians
The games all played
On the hazy days
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