Floating balloons above my head.
Just out of reach.
Fluffy pillows being stuffed in the
blow hole of a whale.
Blind folds on the edge of a cliff.
Pause.
Fast forward.
The balloons got popped.
The words inside of them vanish into thick air.
Fluffy pillows launched into the air
by congested whales.
Who are now congested with...
Feathers.
Stop.
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