The Tiny Bubble
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Shaun Cronick
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I'm just a tiny bubble,
Poured from a bottle of pop.
In a glass with countless others,
Some now rising to the top.
What does my spherical future hold,
What is my fate or destiny.
To be consumed or go pop!
Either one ends unpleasantly.
Oh why was I born a bubble,
With no real long longevity.
I'm resigned to my fate,
For will this world miss me...
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