belfebe (belfebe) wrote,
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belfebe

Clouds

The die is cast, and the world wept.

Joy took a bus ride home, leaving sadness in its stead.

A grey cloud covered us all, storms looming in the horizon.

Those who understand, understand.

Those who don't, move along.

There is nothing to see here.
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