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Unburst Poems - Poems about Unburst


The Red Balloon.
...The inanimate object floated tentatively towards me, Red in colour and form, it spoke to me in silence, I knew then it had made me special, Tugged it did in the clear warm air, the string that hel......

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Categories: unburst, happiness, hope, imagination, me,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Reflection on the Important Things