WE MUST LOOK MORE CAREFULLY OR BE MISLED

What I thought to be dark blue sky

behind the trees became, when I put

eyeglasses on my nose, ominuous clouds,

heralds of thunderstorm and rain,

not of coming sunlight. Thus

things often mislead us.

03.08.2024

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