Sentimental Value
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- Parts 11
Ongoing20m
Last published Wed, May 13, 2015
Fireflies were whizzing all around us, their light basking the area in a soft, luminescent glow.
“So ephemeral and weak.”
“And yet, they shine with all their might.”
This was the light of life.
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