The swift movement of the clouds in a sky so clear gives an assurance of peace within. Until that moment when the wretched wind tosses the leaves and beats against our faces. The sky turns a deep gray from the clear blue plane it once was. As the raindrops begin to fall chasing people walking about the streets, the clouds widen, thicken and bring discomfort to most.
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