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Friday, 4 September 2015
Bubbleman
He hoped
Into a bubble
And bobbed away
With nothing to say
Rolled street down
And stopped at sundown
Oblivion
Spinning stones
Ratling bones
He joked
And poked
And out of the bubble
He rose
Up to the sky
He didn't say
Goodbye
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