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Angels and people are in the midst

to help and console

but if i may ask

where's the golden angel?


A white landing

wings holding my body safely

touches breathing inspiration on me

he came and stayed

causing these poems to be written

from my heart and soul

to these pages

but since then

he's disappeared from my vision.


-heaven or hell

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