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    Both Sides Now, her song. The one she used to sing to me as we drove through town with the windows down, hands out to grab the wind.


    Rows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air


    And feather canyons everywhere looked at clouds that way


    But now they only block the sun, they rain and snow on everyone


    So many things I would have done, but clouds got in my way


    I''ve looked at clouds from both sides now, from up and down and still somehow


    It''s cloud illusions I recall, I really don''t know clouds at all.