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19 SEP 2020 AT 21:54
The light of the fireflies,
shining from afar
in the darling night..
Like small drops of dews on the twigs..on the grass..
Creates the mirage of heaven..
Like the stars from the milky way,
have lost their path..
and now roam the earth with sheer celerity...
The crescent moon still up there waiting for them to return..
But the illusion breaks at every aurora,
that hides their light..
Every daybreak creates the "grave of the fireflies.."-