shinning bubbles coming from sky
i lift my hands up and touch them
they burst in little ones and i smile
they end not since new ones are on their way
this continuity, i find, is the secret
and their togetherness is the beauty of life
so i keep on dancing surrounded by them
and care not about the ones who has disappeared.
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