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Bubbles

When you blow a bubble,

Have you ever wondered why it shines?

Its colorful coat is so bright and lovely,  

But it can hurt your eyes, oh so unkind.

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In my eyes, bubbles are gray,

Beautiful yet hiding pain away.

They dance and float, drifting away.

Keep them at a distance, It is the safest way to stay.

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