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I never asked to be made this way; my mother as water my father as air.

I never asked to be made this way; blown into life on a day most fair.

Yet I was made this way; floating on breezes taken by the wind.

Yet I was made this way; freedom for me and for my kin.

An accident or with care; caught with mouth or hands bare;

My life as a bubble brings joy and fun; Eventually I pop and my life is done.