WHAT AM I?

53 words

I muffle your footsteps,

and roll with the breeze.

I sneak around fences,

and lurk among trees.

I soften your focus,

obscuring your sight.

I don’t harm a soul, yet

I amplify fright.

I love when it’s humid–

I hang at the bog.

Forget about beach days….

You guessed it–I’m _ _ _.

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