are enclosed in a bubble, she's apparently fragile ...
its walls should dissolve
brushing only
blurring me. Instead
are powerful, they protect me ...
the shots bounce to the sender
as if the walls were made of rubber.
You could try piercing a sword ...
still does.
do not know anyone ... who ... maybe a baby-maker has made this my home
with a simple breath
while he was playing,
and gave me life.
Within this bubble, which is my refuge, observe the world.
Its transparency allows me to peer
what happens outside,
but not everyone is aware of me.
I look at the world: beautiful landscapes occur to me.
Pushed by the wind light through meadows
and see beautiful flowers
that I can feel the scent
despite the walls.
The wind takes me next to a lake: swans flirt,
other fish with ease.
Nearby is a small town: you do input driven by my driving wind.
original design houses man has built
.
seems almost abandoned.
Across the road, I come to the square the country, here is more animated.
A poor old man
is sitting on the steps in front of the church.
rich people passing by,
no one turns him gaze.
Inside this bubble I have lived: I saw the infinite beauty of the world and
the stupid indifference of men.
Now I can finish this trip:
this bill must also have its effect.
The walls that protected me
from external threats by other
men, instead
dissolve in front of everything that is not human.
evil the man was not allowed
to break my shield.
Only that which is inanimate or natural
could.
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