The bubble
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In a dank and dreary cavern far below the earth a new beginning has started life's labor pains of birth seedlings that lay dormant many centuries old foretell a splendid fable patiently waiting to unfold a glistening bubble immersed in a crystal lake awaits the innocent hand of a lady filled with grace within the bubble lies a key that opens hearts scorched by sun dipped tears many have been ripped apart few can see the scars even when open wounds appear the pain that they project can deafen a thousand ears she gently lifts the bubble from it's silken bed of dreams fondly she gazes into the sphere that holds the key wisdom suddenly grabs her lifting her from a kneeling stance knowledge gives her power to heal the bleeding hearts the key was always inside her it's not buried deep, you see within each living creature wisdom is waiting patiently we don't need a bubble to mend a heart in need...
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