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BALLOONS

I love the bright colors i like to watch them realesed into the air balloons

it is fun to decorate or just to watch wouldnt be funny if balloons could talk 

or perhaps do things like wash your dishes or mop floors lol

maybe each balloon could have a day of the week or a certian name

or maybe they could read a story to you and put you to sleep

or even exercise balloons could go on a walk with you or

a balloon to say a prayer not such a bad idea balloons.

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Jason Brown

Sentient Balloons?! What a sweet and, metaphysically, astounding idea!!

J ;)

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Luke Coomer

I truly did enjoy this Linda very imaginative full of speculation makes me think about bubble buddy from spongebob lol but mostly the fact that I can tell there is a creative powerhouse inside you .... would even make a great children's book

LukeCoomer

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linda wright

thanks Luke i like your stuff as well working on a new poem keep an eye out linda

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Luke Coomer

I just posted one my self and I will watch for yours

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sparrowsong

Hello Linda...

Very imaginative...

I also can see this as a children's story...

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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