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Jan 2016 · 927
Will-o-the-Wisp
Smitten, oh those ethereal glow
I wonder, where will you go?
Dances softly
Such mysterious beauty.
Swallowed, deep into the woods,
I followed.
Slowly by the minute your light faded.
My love remained,
such fleeting moment.
"Please come back", I murmured.
Lost, confused, emotions profused.
Save me from this sorrow,
I am dying in this burrow.

— The End —