She was sitting in the cold grass, counting fireflies.
"Am I really of this world?" She thought. "Where stars exist even on the ground?"
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Counting Fireflies
She was sitting in the cold grass, counting fireflies.
"Am I really of this world?" She thought. "Where stars exist even on the ground?"
