the reply from guardian angel

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from an old long lost friend;

with the stars upon your sky
I'm like the wind, the moon and the wish
to be feel, to be seen
not to be granted nor owned

I'm like the sound of the sea
calming and soothing
but drown too many souls

not before, but now
the guilt, the madness
haunted this broken soul

not before, but now
the love is still here in heart
which already in pieces

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