A rose without a stem
A flame without a match
A heart without a chest –
Red Balloon is free
To see the world from
Up above. Floating slow
Upon the breeze, it is
The highest form of love.
Those who see it
Want to be it,
Those who hear it
Must be near it.
But Red Balloon
You’re far too high,
Red Balloon
Be in my sky.

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