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New York -
Grey and Sorrow there to meet her.
Night sky hangs
Around to greet her
She throws down
Lifeline of kisses.
Anchored to the ground.
Balloon descending.
Then I see balloon is burning,
Turning round burning.
This balloon, burning.
Fragments of my life
Falling
Sky of tire
All consuming.
Then I see balloon is burning.
Turning round burning.
This balloon, burning.
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