Two girls standing in the woods with fireflies flying around them

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Life was a game when little fireflies gleamed
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we played
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chasing them among blackberry hedges
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It's so different now from what it seemed
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The world was ours
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Every game was a dream and every dream had a thousand colours
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The summer evenings never ended
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the best days of life were ours
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When little fireflies gleamed
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every game was a dream and life was a game
...
but oh
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so very long ago it seemed
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