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I taste blood,
Thick in the aftermath, -
Like fireflies,
Stars dance across Midnight's meadow, -
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I shall come to you,
Silent as a firefly, -
Vulnerable, then camouflaged,
Til sting of angry pain assuaged, -
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Flash fire in the heavens,
Fight or flight an instinct held at bay,
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