Hot Air Balloons

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Hot Air Balloons

While at play they will often stop
To stare in awe, imagining themselves inspired
Some pointing, some exclaim, others silent

Minds that want to float free
On the air they dream
To be as solid as the thought of home

Unanchored and drifting
Precious with the learning
They have yet to gain

Wonder
Of wonders

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