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Balloon

Balloon

A majestic building
The building high
My dream also soaring high
Builder's office
Would it suffice?
My much cherished dream of home
My worry grew like balloon
I peeped through the window
And looked down
Commotion in the town
A storm hit the town
Violently swept away huts and homes
All razed to dust soon
And forthwith burst my balloon