Haven't done anything in quite a while...this was actually for an assignment. Enjoy!
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50 balloons drift upwards into the sky,
flooding the blue with colours such as green, red and white.
And they fly, bound by the laws of earth,
showering surprise onto birds, planes and us.
But whatever destinations they have in their minds,
the 50 balloons are destined to drift apart.
In groups of eight, four and finally two,
one has to bid the another a sad sayonara.
Still, despite the birds, the planes and us,
the 50 balloons have the true blue heavens.
So if you come to a stage where you're about to pop,
remember, they are out there, yearning for anything but to drop.
