A Free Angel

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Be still, my beating heart

But how could an angel of such intense beauty

Come to love a human whose broken wings diminished as cruel life took them away

And yet how could a human ask for this angel to come down to earth?

I cannot allow you to have your wings broken too

You are too precious of a life to me than to allow it to be tainted by the harsh sting of life

So today, I must set my angel free

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