last thing I heard
the clouds were talking among themselves
saying hey! look at that building or city
or country like things floating so fast
who holds who moves
these humans these earthlings these things
the clouds lightly get together and disperse and live and die and look below
sometimes
lost in their sky of earth
while civilizations and technologies and human life
happens and un-happens
and they wonder
wow
who holds who moves this
magic
to the clouds
we are
magic.
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