Moonrisen Angel
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Complete Tue, Feb 3, 20151h 32m
My wings are my curse.
But also a gift.
I am enslaved.
By others like me.
And when my masters are too weak to take control.
They asked me to help them.
Naturally I did.
But what I found out was...
Soon a war would rise.
And I remember the cries.
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