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My Bubble

I am ILII―infinitely large, infinitely intelligent. I suffer from ITD―inability to die. One night I was trying to kill myself out of boredom for the 1,256,257th time, when I found a bottle full of bubble solution. I blew a bubble. I have done this before, but this time I noticed hard formations appearing inside the bubble. Some of them got covered by organic material and in one case, this material became capable of organized thoughts. I think I can win a prize at the upcoming fair. If I don’t, I am getting rid of it.

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