We used to kill them for fun
placetheminjarswithlidstootight
tear them a p a r t &
sacrifice what made them special
for the sake of glowing fingers &
nail art
But still they returned each summer
despite our childish savagery &
attempted to guide us with their
inconsistent light
Maybe they wanted to be captured
Maybe carrying so much lightness
is its own burden to bear
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