I would like to imagine us all ballooning borderless in free sky space, our strings dancing without tether and snugly fastened to something beautiful, a fleet of colorful harbingers of hope and all good intention. That something so unbound could be what unites, what affords commonality, connection. That your shape, your size, your hue be equally enjoyed as the next. That the right to clean air, the lift of buoyancy, and utmost belonging be available one to the next, still honoring what defines, what is given as uniqueness to this balloon bouquet. Oh, to leave behind the sense of sinister, the foreboding, and to fly- just to fly- if for no other reason than to celebrate a collective sensation of effervescence, of joy.
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