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Glowing green, trapped in cold glass Air holes poked too small As the moon sets, they Fall, one by one Starved for their beauty, Left craving something _more_ But it's okay, right? We didn't know better
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Sep 30, 2025
Sep 30, 2025 at 6:42 PM UTC
Firefly Jar
Glowing green, trapped in cold glass Air holes poked too small As the moon sets, they Fall, one by one Starved for their beauty, Left craving something _more_ But it's okay, right? We didn't know better
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Sep 30, 2025
Sep 30, 2025 at 6:42 PM UTC
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