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Balloons

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Published on Sep 20, 2012

I raise my trembling hands up high
to put a balloon in the clearly frozen sky
where dragonflies breed and atrophy
where Candy Bombers used to pass by

I bear my cross in quietude
and carry my burden until my doubts are mute
in pursuit of home - my only cure
I will walk until my itchy feet are sore
I am overcome with wanderlust
as my balloon ascends in a heavy gust

certain those clouds soon roll by
so that I can see my balloon attempting to fly
I watch their vapour trails fade away
won't ever reach them 'cause they never stay

suddenly I hear their airplanes drone
they croon a song so haunting and unknown
a song about boundless freedom
a song they immortalise you in

I smell their fuel
and the smoke of burning wood
yes, I would
if you could
but we never should
airlifts and balloons
Indian summer
this second is weightless
wrapped in gossamer

now bear my cross in quietude
and lost my doubts and my parachute
free fall from the canopy
hoping for someone to catch me
still overcome with wanderlust
as my balloon ascends in a heavy gust

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