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So tall like a balloon only withheld by its long string. Let fly high above the rest soaring. So very high... Deflation. Burst like a bubble without air. Jagged pieces limp rubber flaps flop downward lifeless. String cumbersome tangled caught somewhere between sky and rock bottom. Suspended pieces never touch the ground. Air cannot be contained. Freedom at last.
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tianna-elise-lind
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Nov 23, 2011
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