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Ray Feb 27
I live in a bubble
It protects me from the ash and rubble
My own small bubble
It keeps me out of trouble
I live in my bubble
But now I’m in danger and see double
Who popped my bubble?
Ray Feb 27
Darkness.
What is Darkness?
It’s that monster that you thought was your light
The monster that blinded you with the fake sun
Consuming your soul and life for fun

— The End —