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May 2015
you are outside
breathing off the edge of a cliff
and i
am bouncing a balloon on my pinkies

and i will never let it
touch the ground

no
this is how i will exert
my control

because:
we all want to fall

but i
   will
       never
           let it.
Written by
tommy  ny
(ny)   
341
   Martha O'Brien
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