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> I am not a Bubble Person,
> For Someone caught me in my flight,
> Gave me somewhere new to go,
> Gave me the power to go there.

/snip/

here's one a butterfly told me

I am solid and real, my colours bright
I fly where I will - I glint in the light
Neither shadow nor bubble, not formless or blurred
I live for a day, then return to the earth
To you that's brief but to me it's my life
Every moment is precious - once I die, I die
I choose not to spend time on what I can't know
I live on the wind and go where I go




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