I saw a moth fall into a crystal glass of milk, blinded by light. He tried to flutter but failed. The dust from his wings swirled around him and he was gone.
Another moth flew in, I tried to rescue her to dry her in the sun, it wasn’t too late. But she threw herself off my fingertips again and again, I gave up trying when I realised she had to be with him.
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