"Let's go for a spin," . . . . You told me
"hold onto your hat."You are
highand motionless.
floating
just out if reach.cushioned five feet square
encircled by railing.A too short visit to the
clouds
Air temperatures
cool and sweet;MOM SAID we're going
to have fun
laughing again.the snacks
were gone;
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