Oh… Blue Sky

I was about to ramble on about something but I forget what it was. Wish I was back there, even though it’s cold, no one could deny the good life. No doubt, somewhere out there someone is studying us all like ants. There is all kind of gravity, but we mostly hear of the sort that brings us down. At some point the trick must become counter-intuitive, moving anyway but orthodox clockwork.

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