The clouds found us, under the sky eating up streets

The world is warm and likes having us in it	Suddenly alone among a million lives, far away from home	Throw me to the sky and let the clouds tear me up	September 16, 2008
June 17, 2008	Saint Elmo's Fire	blue like an arrow, deep and true	dreaming of gentle dragons and cotton candy
pawns are the soul of chess	isomorphism extension theorem

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