In the depths of solitude, where shadows dance and grow,
A void so vast, a darkness I've come to know,
There, like fireflies, you appeared in the night,
Guiding me through my darkest hour's plight,
Your glow, a beacon, in the shroud of the night.Your light, a flame, ignited in me,
From the flicker of hope to a radiant flare,
A torch, a fireplace, ablaze and free,
In its warmth, I find solace, a comforting dream.As I slowly heal, your light never fades,
You linger beside me in the quiet shades,
In the silent hours, your presence never stray,
I believed in your radiance, night and day.With you, dear fireflies, my spirits soar high,
In the glow of your light, I find my ally,
A steadfast beacon, under the night sky,
Forever I bask, in your gentle reply.༄˖°.🪐.ೃ࿔*:・
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eunoia
Poetryeunoia (n.) Beautiful thinking; a well mind ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ A poetry colletion. Originally by me.