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"Little Cloud"

I remember my father taking a lot of photo-graphs of us children when growing up.

But he didn't have very good vision. So most of pictures were of the sky.

Later, I learned that I wasn't really a boy, but a little cloud...

...with legs.

But I didn't have any knees. 
So when I walked, it was always in a comical fashion.

And of course, my father would often confuse me with the sky. 

It was on that day that I ceased to be a little cloud.

I became Little Cloud: Defender of freedom, destroyer of all cameras.

Few were called, but everyone who called was chosen. So that part was fair.

Some say it wasn't the camera's fault, that I was just born a cloud with legs. 
And to those people I say, please, stop reminding me.
Be glad I'm taking my aggressions out on cameras.

When the time came to the float free, I would rain down justice upon my victims.