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At Least Clouds are Honest - April 6, 2026

  • Gary Hunter
  • 17 minutes ago
  • 1 min read

dark ones

need to be watched

they’re up to something

 

white ones are in a

much lazier mood

and drift without a care

 

so many things are deceptive

 

like us, who use a smile,

the skill of words and other

kinds of makeup to hide truth

 

in fact, humans live in the same

unpredictable range as dust devils

to deadly tornadoes

 

liable to start spinning and

spiraling in the middle of a sunny,

even spectacular day

 

and you, who must step back,

dive for cover

or run

 
 
 

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