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Oh dear angel

who hath fallen

from above in the heavens

I send you wishes from below


You tumble from the skies in a freefall

as your wings were taken from you

you tumble down to the earth 


and I send you my wishes

from below


I hope you land

where the apple is picked from the tree

where Adam met Eve 

in the Garden of Eden


In this Garden 

 we shall meet

and you'll take a bite

from the juicy red apple

hanging from the tree

so that you may be bound to me,

my dear angel 




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