Firefly

I live for the night

only to die in the morning.

Turn on the lights.

Look, no one is mourning.

The life of the young,

the death of the reckless.

We’re all just songs unsung.

We are tired and hopeless.

Sleep now and sleep well,

Your life in a nutshell.

Let no one sleep, let no one cry.

I’m having none of your goodbyes.

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