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TROUBLE CLOUDS
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TROUBLE CLOUDS (opening stanzas of a Pirate Renga) Wild waves and white caps. Swirling schools of sharks and krill. Threatening red sky. As the clouds are gathering, schools and crews are preparing. In any weather, rain, shine, sleet, calm, thunder, freeze, trouble lurks nearby. Impostors cry, “Come to me!” But the wise shall put to sea....

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