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My angel 

I see you

as you descend

and I see the tears escape your eyes

afraid of what waits down below


You fall 

so freely

and I open my arms for you

as you fall 

closer to the Earth

where I'm waiting to catch you


Your descent stops

as I catch you,

my dear angel


In the Garden of Eden


your eyes innocently look at me

as I help you out of my arms

and your hand lingers,

holding onto mine

as I lead you to the apple tree



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