the planet is made of bubbles
we call them cells
easily smashed or torn apart
these bubbles are fragile
yet their beauty is so powerful
we cannot help but reach out
and each one is popped
until the end of the world
one bubble at a time
one life, blown up and thrown down
burst into vapor
that holds a little bit of our shape
as it disintegrates
into the ether
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