Angel

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Wings as white as snow,

Flying, gliding through the air,

As graceful as a bird.

A golden circle as a halo,

A glowing circle of light,

To help her find her way through the night.

A guardian of the one she loves,

To watch over and to guide,

A guardian to help protect,

Her sister through the night.


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