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Journey to the Center of the Earth
A cloud does not have a narrative, it exists perfectly in the moment. When my son came to us, the clouds were arrayed in ranks like toy soldiers for his delight Smudge after smudge like a Georgia o' keef landscape Like sheep on a meadow And our son squalled and we laughed because the sound would become a difficulty we knew But in that moment it could only be a joy. "Clouds don't matter much, I suppose Not being able to talk about clouds doesn't matter," she says. Stay tuned next for our special radio drama broadcast of Journey to the Center of the Earth Presented on location by the Mole People Players. From one cloud seer to
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