I never thought much about ballons.
But, today I realized.
There somewhat like humans.
They get blown up, and shaped into an object and animal.
Then either it pops, and it dies instantly.
Or, it gets a small hole in it, and dies slowly.
Humans are exactly like that.
We are all born the same,
but then we all have differant personalitlies, and differant apperances.
and just like ballons.
We either die fast, or die slow.
But, we all have a life worth living.
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