Grave of the Fireflies

  In grave thousand of fireflies, Fly, with the soul, You think die, before.   They come out, Say loud, They want peace,, not war But you can't hear Cause you are deaf.   The Fireflies Shine like sta, r, But you can't see Cause you are blind, Even you won't see the fire On … Continue reading Grave of the Fireflies

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