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Poetry

Each of my poems are their own entity, shaded in different hues and personalities. They are empathetic with many universal themes.

Fleeting firefly

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by kirkpr19

by kirkpr19

One day for the firefly,

shining it's light,

it's twinkle in the sky,

lasts through the night.

Moments till it will die,

isn't it bright?