I think, therefore, they are
Clouds without me are just science
I make an art out of them
and give meaning
I catch these nomads
and make them
a one-eyed dragon
using their unfathomable expressions
Without me
they are just pale simpletons
however, I rearrange vapour
and forge a great lost king
Before those wild winds take them away
out of sheer mercy
I took these idle dull not-fit-for-anything creatures
and shaped them into
something great
Mikail says they are just hippies
I agree
but I gave them a spiritual aura
by my imagination
Thy Vox 
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