The Words Clouds Speak

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Not all clouds are created equal,

And sometimes dark appear right alongside white,

Making weather forecasting difficult,

Just by looking up.


Yet, when light is strewed amongst them,

Lit from the side and above,

Their true colors emerge,

For just a moment.


Telling us more than rain conjecture,

Rather the traffic lights of what has been,

And what is to come,

In colors and shapes only God could make.


Perhaps I will look up today, just for a change.

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