(Miro, relief, drawing, to take the ass perspective. I should be writing, would be smiling.) Above me
Sun later made the background, not so much: those trees over there are four gray clouds, very together and very gray and complicated, that seem to be waiting for Nothing doing-no-no. Not even hide the sun And that's because the Sun is above me, the sun is mine alone.
I made a pun.
I have come by accident.
Now start hitting the wind.
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