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The Firefly

Setting in the west, the sun quits its light-giving fight

And the firefly slowly, deliberately starts to awake

Her whole being eagerly flickers in anticipation

Hoping against hope for a pitch-black, dark night

Because this firefly knows that she knows for sure

That it’s only in all-engulfing, terrifying darkness

That her little light will shine the brightest bright

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