I give you a gift of fireflies;
They’re all I have to give –
Captured by many tries –
Given with all my love.
They’re all I have to give
To you. They are white magick –
Given with all my love.
Let them illuminate your path.
To you, they are white magick
In the myst of the forest.
Let them illuminate your path
Because fear is darkness
In the myst of the forest.
Captured by many tries –
Because fear is darkness –
I give you a gift of fireflies.
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Author:
Amy Michelle Mosier (
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- Category: Fantasy
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