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Thursday, January 19, 2012
Tripping light across the water
Bubbles burbling, gurgling,
Living and dying on the surface -
Scratching at the air
Before retreating to the depths of their own ego.
Existence passing below them as they
Futile in their hope to move beyond the water's scope
The world they'd know if they could only
But alas . . .
Impossible for something that fails to exist
Longer than it does not.