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Description
Floating, floating towards you,
so precious, so fragile,
    the hand stretched out.
Even though you know they burst,
    into sparkles of light,
        the hand won't come back.
  The wind, the wind, breathes gently.
        The dream, the bubble, whirls towards the hand.
            The moon, the rabbit, bursts and is never seen again.
Words whirl out of you:
Rabbit, rabbit, were you frightened and lonely
    caught in that bubble, in that moon?
Are you... are you happy now?
No reply ever comes,
but the bubbles, the bubbles continue to rise, to burst, to die,
      in silence.

The first draft was originally created using pen from which I took a picture and digitalized it.
A short complete tutorial of drawing process here: youtu.be/0byfyXW3X4Q

Description
Floating, floating towards you,
so precious, so fragile,
    the hand stretched out.
Even though you know they burst,
    into sparkles of light,
        the hand won't come back.
  The wind, the wind, breathes gently.
        The dream, the bubble, whirls towards the hand.
            The moon, the rabbit, bursts and is never seen again.
Words whirl out of you:
Rabbit, rabbit, were you frightened and lonely
    caught in that bubble, in that moon?
Are you... are you happy now?
No reply ever comes,
but the bubbles, the bubbles continue to rise, to burst, to die,
      in silence.

The first draft was originally created using pen from which I took a picture and digitalized it.
A short complete tutorial of drawing process here: youtu.be/0byfyXW3X4Q