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I was walking alongthea railway platform, and I picturedhow I balloonedmyselfupall inflated like a balloon andflewflying right up to the skies, in a cool way, just like Mary Poppins would do. And then I just exploded into thousands of little pieces, so everyone would get a bit of me, just one little piece.
This of course is not possible; there is no way one canmaketurn oneself into a balloon or blow up, or anything like that. But it's not bad. It's not at all bad to look at the skies that are not much of a blue. It's OK not to have a sandwich with strawberry jambyin the hand, for it makes us strive to find something else, something brighter. It makes us dream.
And when you dream, you create — be it music, writing, singing, or whatnot — and you do share a bit of yourself.

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