I blow up red balloon
Cheeks curl up,Pretty
Breath seems to break off
It's like a small child.
I stared.
A red big circle swelled out
Smiled with a smile
Wind blows quietly
Carry off a round thing
I was sad.Don't worry
Hey,Because it wanted to only dance well in the sky
A red circle named the distance
Do not disappear all the time
It becomes small and goes away
The favorite red circle of that child.
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