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He sounds like a firefly
With a Light of hope
in sorrowful nights
Waiting patiently for a dawn to fall
To save what remains of the lost souls
Stories after stories he tells
I wonder how he felt to live those moments
Knowing life dances on the edge of the sword
Knowing he must survive to tell the horrors to the world
Where blood was spilled and thousands died..
Where many said forceful goodbyes..
Where smile was scarce like food and water..
Where humans were silent like the corpse that laid under..
He sounds like a firefly, an age old soul
Waking to lighten up the sorrowful nights….