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If I had wings, I'd fly,
Trying to catch hold
Of every blessing
In the sky.
Only to shower them upon you,
Knowing that you were
An angel with skin
In my life.
An angel who defined
At every single step
What it meant
To be there.
An angel who defied
My views on why
Miracles didn't
Exist simply.
All you did was stand there,
And suddenly you were
My miracle in
Disguise.
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YOU ARE READING
Pinctada | ✓
PoetryPO1 || Pinctada (n.) - Pearl oysters ❝Not everything found at sea is lost; Not everything lost at sea is found.❞ Second poetry book in the From My Heart To Yours set. ❤ [05.05.2018 - 20.08.2018] Milestones: 1. #1 in Poetry - 01.07.2018 2. WP_Poetr...
