Fallen Stars

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An angel stands, waiting,

quiet,

as the light dims

and the stars fall,

losing their color,

burning,

in holy flame,

the shattered remains

of broken wings

and cracked halos

lying on torn ground

and rubble

in a fallen heaven

overcome

by the fires

of a despairing earth.

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