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Bubbles

As a West Ham fan I know all about bubbles. The song that is.

I’m forever blowing bubbles,
pretty bubbles in the air,
they fly so high, nearly reach the sky
then like my dreams they fade and die.
Fortunes always hiding,
I’ve looked everywhere,
I’m forever blowing bubbles,
pretty bubbles in the air!

This is how my life was before, so many dreams and bubbles that were burst by one act of evil. Now like my team I seem to have a stronger defence. Maybe I a dream again of a life less ordinary. A life where I make my own mistakes and triumphs

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