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My phone advising me there are broken clouds today.  It’s May 8 and false victories aside, there’s not much to acclaim.  Hollow icons propped up by political knaves lead us astray.  The blind leading the deaf, we march along this woefully decrepit path; our futures ever dilapidated.

Broken clouds glide by

warm air way too humid

leaves us in despair