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My friend...

He was trying to find his fireflies

I was once his fireflies

Never regretted

He was one of the charming fireflies

Me...

Trying to find my fireflies

I study each lamps

I heart more the yellow lamps

Comforts the heart most

Put my mind to ease

Then...

Fireflies are gone before sunrise

Tears after tears

For all my fireflies

I once loved them at night

Morning greets me

I look at myself, alone....

Simply standing in my yard

Looking at the lamps

Someone turns off them

The sun...

Shines brightly more than the lamps

I couldn't see my fireflies anymore

The yellow warm...

I seek for you...

The sun....

I see you....

But who are you?

My friend...

He found his sun already....