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I remember\n\nballoons\n\nfull of water.\n\nShot guns\n\nand punctured\n\nballoons.\n\nRain came\n\nand left the\n\nmud\n\ndancing.\n\nThe devil\n\nre-traced\n\nhis steps\n\nand rolled away\n\nwhen\n\nthe rain stopped.\n\nThe hills were\n\ndrunk\n\nand happier than\n\never before.\n\nSo happy they did\n\nbad things,\n\nrelying on the rainbow\n\nto clean their eyes.\n\n\n \n\n--- \n\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support