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The stars are heralds Let pained thoughts fall with the rain A red balloon flies
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Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 5:26 PM UTC
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The stars are heralds Let pained thoughts fall with the rain A red balloon flies
Looking out to the garden again. Slightly drizzling and I can see a red balloon rise to the sky. Lyn ***
Lyn-Purcell
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28/F/United Kingdom
Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 5:26 PM UTC
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