Tag: fireflies
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Eternal Summer
The dust remembers how we danced / While sunlight poured like liquid gold / In fields where fireflies advanced
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Fireflies
I understand what my grandmother knew: That we are all fireflies carrying our small lights through the vast darkness, signaling to each other across the night, hoping someone will see our brief flashing and flash back, I am here, I am here, I am here, before the summer ends and we return to earth, leaving…