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each day the weather changes
clouds or sun or rain in the sky
a kalaidoscope of movements
so easy, why on earth cant I?
there's just the same old cloud
I seem to hold it by some string
it follows me like a stray puppy
in me, cumulo-nimbus is king
I'm caught in a flooded canyon
that black cloud fits like a lid
in my mind is stormy turmoil
dead list of thin...
Tuesday 25th May 2021 2:20 pm
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