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three line tales, week 224: time flies graffiti

I dreamt of a balloon that flew me up. The balloon was red, the sky blue and I was a black dot to the people below. Higher and higher, passed shocked birds and stuffed clouds, to the land of make belief where life is complete.

 

(Inspired by; https://only100words.xyz/2020/05/14/three-line-tales-week-224/ with thanks).