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A poem inspired by Hotaru No Haka (Grave of the Fireflies)

Like the bent clouds overhead,
Like the blackened flowers in the heat,
Like the scorched grass lying dead,
Twinkling stars had gone to sleep,

All the dancing in the night,
All the blissful hours spent,
All the smiles of delight,
Shrouded by the signs of death,

In the tiny hours of the night,
In the silence of the dark,
In the shadows formed by light,
Innocence had found its peace,

They lingered for a while,
They waltzed in the still air,
They fell, tired and frail,
The fireflies had made their grave…