I let go.
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A cloud of fragile bubbles
Escapes, rising lazily —
I cringe at every pop.
Insignificant pockets
Of life, of breath,
Of hope, of me —
So precious,
So useless —
Implode as I disappear
Into the deep.
Into the deep
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