The world swirls around
glistering with rainbow hue
of the dome, where my fantasies bound;
The place without rue.
I loved it there,
despite the sirens calling me out.
I have only a glance to spare,
I’m not leaving my glorious hideout.
It tempts, sometimes –
but don’t…my beautiful trouble –
I can forget your words, your eyes…
But I cannot live outside my bubble.
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