Was falling a sleep the other night when it occured to me I might forget some words, and already have, that brought a weird comfort as a wee kid.
Night Light.
Glow Bright.
Fire Fly.
Mischief.
Creeping.
Strange Folk.
Star.
Dark Star.
And thinking about this little tiny point of light in a never ending darkness...
Then feeling like a grain of sand.
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