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Wobbly
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Sometimes i spot it outside.
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Smooth, shiny, round as a full moon.
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Often wobbly, as if agitated inside,
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Changing shape within the confines of its skin.
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No one flinches as it passes them by,
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missing by an inch.
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Near the end of each day it rests with others.
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Sleeping like brothers, gently brushing
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the "No Entry" sign at the top of the street.
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Tomorrow, will i be up in time, on pins,
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wondering it it'll float back down again.
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29 Apr 18

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