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Jul 2022
a brand new balloon
treasured by a naive child
he tries his best to keep it safe
but the wind carries it away
the string  drifting from his hands
moving further and further into the sky
and he can do nothing but watch
Withered
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Withered  21/the back of our mind
(21/the back of our mind)   
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   Aishu and Nitin Pandey
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