Hindsight Omen

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Someone took a picture
of a bouncy boy, blubbles burtsting,
blown and flown like magic mirages
across a summer dry dirt road.

If you look real close
you can actually see
the dust worm
rising in the distance,

speeding closer.

Thirty two seconds before

bubbles flew
no more.

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WickedEveWickedEvealmost 20 years ago
this is such good writing

I was caught up in the niceness of the bubble and then... burst! You did an excellent job with this!

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 20 years ago
Touching,

beauty in words of such tragedy

TathagataTathagataalmost 20 years ago
I love

this

without saying a word you create a tragedy...but never really explain what it was

very nice work

thank you

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