As rainbow prisms of light
reflecting glorious colours in the sun,
the flimsy bubbles, wet and round,
are ready to burst in a second
or at the slightest touch
Dreams and desires of expectation
easily become illusions
brilliant and exciting at first,
but fragile and brittle,
wet and bursting into oblivion
at a single touch or a whisp of a breeze
of reality turning into nothing!
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