I remember when they were happy,
I remember when they were lonely.
When only two of them left, there
I saw the light glowing and growing
in the silence of darkness of night
Frolicking in the twinkling starlight
Becoming two fireflies on the grave.
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I remember when they were happy,
I remember when they were lonely.
When only two of them left, there
I saw the light glowing and growing
in the silence of darkness of night
Frolicking in the twinkling starlight
Becoming two fireflies on the grave.
Listen, World 🌏 ⭐️🧚♀️ 
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