Our Faith Is Like A Baloon - Poem by Selenaru Negrea
our head breathes helium;
in every breath
we feel the smoke of generations.
navigating through life,
we never know why
we don't dive yet.
our faith is like a balloon.
the wind carries me,
the waters know me.
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