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Firefly Night
The fading light
Of the Western horizon
Gleams on her corn-tassel hair—
Her face is creased
In a sunburnt smile
As she wanders home
Through the fireflies.
Of the Western horizon
Gleams on her corn-tassel hair—
Her face is creased
In a sunburnt smile
As she wanders home
Through the fireflies.
Published 20th Oct 2015
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