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I watched myself then shaped the view,in bubbles soft and meanings new.I played the part, then wrote the line,and sipped...

A room with sun and quiet air,where palm trees dance without a care.The pool reflects a cloudless sky,as time just melts...

A coin may shrink, a tag may grow,But bubbles rise in gentle flow.The cost you see is not the key,It's peace that sets t...

Some need gold, some need the sky,some just need a breath and sigh.A bubble rich is not in pay,but how it lifts your sou...

A bubble starts with just one leap,a choice the heart alone can keep.No proof, no plan, just spark and go—that’s how the...

No crown to chase, no bone to claim,the open sky forgets my name.I roam where breeze and silence meet,each step a choice...

A couch of gold or stone and sand—it’s not the place, but how you stand.For bubbles rise when hearts allow,not just from...

A bubble forms from silent sighs,a tender spark beneath the skies.It floats not loud, nor seeks to race—just finds its w...

Not all will burst into the skies,but bubbles start where hope still lies.A dream, though small, can light the way—throu...

No crown to wear, no gate to find,the peace you seek lives in your mind.A breeze, a sip, the sea’s soft glow,where time ...