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May 2015
It's a balloon,
flies
  high up

the sky is it's limit
the wind
          it's friend

It keeps going
                          h i g h e r

It's so
pretty
                              up there

there's something
sharp
it's beautiful

the balloon
it
moves
d
o
w
n

the wind
it tells the balloon to
s t o p

but the balloon tells the wind to
s t o p

it wants to
see
to
know

the wind stops

the balloon goes down
it's sharp
green leaves,
sharp
they circle the brown
sharp
thorns

it's beautiful

the balloon
feels a push
it's too near

it begs the wind
"******* away,"
the wind is
                     silent

The balloon can't stop
f
a
  l
   l
     i
       n
          g

there's a sound
it
* p  o  p  s
We ignore the advice and decide we know it's okay but it isn't. It's not okay.
Love
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Love  Somewhere In Neverland
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