Like a firefly in a fourth of July sky
You shown brighter than all of the other rockers,
Other rockers, dancers, singers gave little sighs,
So little their talents matched, the smartness of yours.
Sensations of perfection touched clouds, so high,
You never thought the sum of it was a quasar,
Star like being sending out radio waves, pi
Of energy evincing rounds of applause's;
So sad you now are lost to the sky, sad causes.














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