Balloons
Pen to paper, head in clouds
just put your mind to work
spread all of your wildest dreams across the cluttered desk
the desk full of things which keep you alive
live a life outside of the expectations of everyone else around you
they're only here to keep you grounded
so that the strings of your existence don't snap
and send the balloons that carry you too far above the clouds
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