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Nov 2013
I desire to be a bubble
All they do is float and pop
I desire to be something
Anything I'm not

I desire to be an age
Where I don't desire
I just play
Because it got taken away
Like a bubble wand
When you kept blowing on it
But the bubbles were gone
Gwen Johnson
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Gwen Johnson  Minnesota
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   Ann M Johnson
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