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Once I cycled along the coast and turned off at a bridge and followed a small bog road which ended at this calm lake.

It was only after I had swum across it (and through these clouds) that I heard that a monster lurked in it’s depths! Who would have thought it? It looks such an innocent lake, though it does seem to be causing the clouds some confusion.

After my swim I sat for a while contemplating its calmness and jotted down this tiny piece of poetry, so simple it was hardly worth the jotting of, a poetical experiment so to speak.

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get confused

cumulus confusicus


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Then I cycled home….