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2023-09-18

This feels like my fault somehow

A person pulls aside a curtain and looks out the window, where the sky is a mottled grey and populated with black-outlined, textureless cloud shapes suspended from barbed hooks attached to thin black lines extending up and out of the frame. The person says, "The sky is doing that thing again."

 

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