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Then the fireworks...

Then the fireworks began,
And the lake was lit by the afterlife
of the explosions that sang
Such a song, such a strange song

But now the faeries of fire have flown
and it's not the sky that's coloured, but me
Yet the illuminations have shown,
such a place, such a strange place

To me, devoid of light, but it's nice.
And cold, and all for all this i can't
help but wish that this sufficed
But i'd rather be stood closer to you.

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