Extending for acres
With a variety indeed
Each capsule filled with air
With life
Easily broken
Destroyed
And never to be repaired
Never to be avenged
By the millions
Surrounding it
Millions staying in their places
Conforming
And in the hands
Of an unsuitable being
Goes a pop!
Releasing the air
That rightfully belonged
To the planet it was taken from
And with each pop!
Returns the soul
Of a trapped angel
Yearning to fly back
Back to where they belong















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Interesting description of bubbles as capsules.
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How can vegetarians possibly love the environment? They keep eating all the damn plants.
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