My Insane Life As a Bubble
My life as a bubble began just then,
When I appeared under this dazzling rip curl.
I was pushed deep down, then around and around,
Caught up in this wave of a swirl.
I feel beautiful, so round and unique,
And I love my friend, the sea horse.
But I feel myself going up and I don’t know why,
Being pulled up by some other force.
I love my life as a bubble down here,
Living in a beautiful, bizarre, frenzied insane.
I hope when I reach my heaven another wave catches me,
And I exist, down here, once again.
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