Hot Air Balloons.
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Rebecca Navarre
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With such spirit they slowly rise, touching
the heart, touching the skies. Such a beauty
to our eyes, such a sweet surprise. To watch
their dreams fly... As through the clouds they
drift, and we close our eyes and imagine we're
with. Feet off the ground, through dream and
reality they sift. Touching the stars in the night,
touching the dawns morning light. Across nature,
across life. Touching our souls as they float out
of sight, such a gift.
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