
My whole life a fragile bubble
Waiting to be destroyed
You have touched it with love
And it still stands
But the moment you go away
I can finally hover
A floating bubble
reaching toward the sky…
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My whole life a fragile bubble
Waiting to be destroyed
You have touched it with love
And it still stands
But the moment you go away
I can finally hover
A floating bubble
reaching toward the sky…
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