The clouds—ever-changing—shape-shiftersgaining bulk then losing weight, then drifting highabove the atmosphere into the ether.Imperfect beings made to perfection.Imperfectto any minds with no space for fluff. It’s boundto bump into someone who sees it as imperfect,deems it as imperfect.But imperfectbelongs not to it—a title, a label, put on it by anotherwho’s clouded in the mind.A puff… Continue reading Splendid Imperfections →

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