If I could fly,
and my arse was alight,
I'd spread my fire,
deep in the night...

I'd blink on and off,
code my message within,
I'd find all the others,
with fires in them...

My journey in dark,
would not be in vain,
we would all find each other,
we would all blink insane...

Any cry for help,
like a firefly trying,
a simplest blink,
are lights life can thrive in...

I am a human,
I hold that bug dear.
It's return means that summer,
has not yet disappeared...

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