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Beauty inside a bubble,

Even the breath trembles,

Flowers look out longingly,

At the blossoms that move willingly,

A butterfly’s gentle touch,

A dove’s peck and perch,

Missing out on life’s absolute,

The hardy and the pretty in a dome,

Live a life in solitude,

Days filled with loneliness and gloom.

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