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In the pale light of a world gone cold,
only the light from the firefly foretold
that there was still beauty to be found,
all you had to do was look around.
The painful scars of mistakes she did bear
wearing them likes lights to share,
showing the world you can survive the fall
if only you choose to stand tall.
Pen to paper was her way of taking flight,
on her sacred mission to light the night,
never knowing just how far her words go
or who's heart she may show
how to light it's flame once again.
Oh sweet little firefly burning within,
fly high and true,
this darkened world needs you.
Written by LongTubiFree (JustinSizemore)
Author's Note
As long as there's a small light, hope still lives.
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