Remember when you were young and carefree? You and your friends would lie on your backs in a grassy field. Giggling and tickling each other with the feathery seed heads on a long stalk of grass. The world would shrink to the patch of sky framed by the waving fronds of grass. Your purpose became that of cloud picture designer and was limited only by the variety of clouds available on that one day.

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