Cast a fire
For the shadows
That were dancing
under silver moonlight,
Deep within a forest
Out of mortals' sight
Let them dream,
Let them dance,
Let them breathe
Set them free
So may their souls
Finally be at peace
Let them be,
Don't take away their hope
Give them one last chance
To feel the summer breeze on their skin,
To hear the birds singing
To gaze within each others' eyes,
laying their bodies on a meadow evergreen
With flowers of any kind
Observing the night-sky;
To catch a firefly on their first try
Just like the times when they were young
Erase their memories
From the past
When they were wounded
and left alone to die
by the ones they once
loved the most and
trusted with their lives.
Set down the fire,
For where their souls are headed
No pyre is needed
By light they came
By light shall fade
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