thats what clouds do,
we do nothing but sit around in the open blue sky,
only to move when a gust of wind has to push us along,
we are very social,
we meet other clouds and seem to connect as if we were one of the same cloud,
different times of the year our moods change,
we're either bright and fluffy,
sad and soggy,
or mad and thunderous,
but when I think of clouds I think of me!
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