Found a moth sleeping in the folds of your dress
Burnt out because he turned out such a mess
He'd caught sight of a light that called his name
Caught her eyes, and then he cauterized from the flame
Say my dear, is this familiar? I apologize, but I must avert my eyes from the light
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