The two angels clad in black. Now stand hand in hand. On the edge of a cliff with wings spread high. The two angels will now fly. Together, forever, at last.
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My Fallen Angel
Non-FictionThis is a (very) short story. It is a story of love and loss.
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The two angels clad in black. Now stand hand in hand. On the edge of a cliff with wings spread high. The two angels will now fly. Together, forever, at last.
