do you
remember the time
when we
watched the falling stars
streak across
the blackened sky
and light up
our dreams,
as we stood
like little children
watching the
magic of dancing fireflies?
and it
seemed like as we saw some,
we saw more,
and then some more,
not sure if
our eyes were playing tricks;
but did that
even matter?
for as they
pierced through
the
emptiness,
and burned
themselves out,
we knew that
in our dreams,
we had
survived their fall.
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