Sequined Pantsuit

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Saturday, April 07, 2007

Bubble

Of course
The bubble had to burst
And I had to return
To the earth, still
It was a beautiful respite;
Of course
The floor had to fall in
But at least I could learn
Just what it feels
To live and not merely exist
Posted by Ms. Ross at 6:57 PM

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