Angels

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My child, My child,
Look to the sky,
For he is your father.

My child, My child
Look to the earth,
For she is your mother.

Open your eyes my child,
See the earth and all its
wondrous creation,
See the sky and stars,
for it is where you truly belong.

Open your wings my dear child,
For you are a child no more.
Grow tall and strong,
Wize and just.
For I will see you again soon

My dear sweet Angel.

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