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Clouds are the sky giants we just don't notice anymore. But they've always been there, forming a blanket over our world in the winter, floating like flying rorschach in the summer. Sometimes they give us rain, and sometimes hail and snow. Sometimes lovers try to guess their shapes as they lie in the soft grass. But always, they are beautiful. |
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