Clouds
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Clouds foretell the weather
Calling fine and fair are:
Cirrus thin, icy wisps.
Cumulus puffy, white.
Calamity coming:
Cumulonimbus tall.
Castellanus towers.
Copyright © John Anderson | Year Posted 2023
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