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Bubble

 
I'm in a bubble of thought  
wrapped in Kevlar  
False dawn  
is the hungriest time  
Everyone chews harder then  
but the drill always works  
even going home early  
has a drill  
Five minutes...  
and I'm mentally checking kit   
Too late for anything amiss  
when the cold draught
from the open door  
makes the webbing flap  
and you never know  
who or what is waiting
down there    
Thirty seconds...    
Could even be a tree
with your name on it    
Go!
Written by Abracadabra
Published | Edited 26th Mar 2016
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