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like a child dancing and leaping

              through the hazy air of summertime

                             you capture fireflies

you clasp them in your hands

              gently

                             and release them into a glass jar

              that you place

                                            on your bedside table

you capture fireflies

               sparks flashing through still and silent dusk

                              and one day i found myself in your hands

now from this jar i see you

                              but i cannot reach you

                                             i watch you through the glass

as lights around me fade


at night the darkness stays.

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