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Roommate_gooey mineral

They swing up in silent lifts

through the bottle barge.

Air bubbles in the morning,

close to my open-eyed sleeping.

Aquarium, and the breath without fish.

is life, What do you think?

an air bubble, which rises?

I hear the little gooey sound,

look around for you.

And then I remember: you are of it

in a hot air balloon.

How bubbly must your life be right now.

So I get ready for the message in a bottle.

I'm drinking and still looking for a message.

Most suitable for all seas.

And for the dry soil, where i maybe

wait a hundred years, that someone me

finds. “Hello I escaped a nice bedcupoard in a nice sleep

chamber. You can write me new: yours Blubber.”

(August 2022)

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