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November 21 (Monday)
One day on the way home, there was a lost balloon that got separated from its owner.
A lost balloon that had lost its owner.
The orange balloon was battered by the rain.
Sometimes it was blown by the wind and sometimes it was floating.
When I see a lone balloon on the road, I like it because it makes me feel sad.
This balloon is one of the most sad scenery I have ever seen.
It seems to be alive and fluffy.
I think that's why it looks even more pathetic.
I went back to my own home, hoping that this balloon will return to the place it wants to go back to.
I will do my best for another week.
Yuka Nagase.