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Clouds float in the water below,

rippling softly

as they stare back at the sky,

wondering why they don’t match

their sisters above.

Our reflections ripple as well,

distorted through the human lens –

shaped by what others say we are,

bent to what we think we should be.

Our true selves float above,

soft, pure, protected from

the weight of the world

as we drift across

a perfect sky.

Look up.

– ljh 2/26/16