to fly on the wings of angels, to fly so free and sweet, so sing with a song as pure as heavens light, to kiss the ground, and watch the flowers bloom, to see though the shadows and dark in life, to reach into the walls and pull out the light, to find the lost, to help the wounded, to smile the smile as warm as a sweet summers morning, to never let the dark in, even when it pounded against the door, to always have the right thing to say, with a charm only a true angel can bring, angelic, you truely are, the only real angel Ive ever met, sweet as a child, as innocent and pure, so kind like a goddess, and fair in heart as only you could be, Angel, forever, Before life, during life, and now, you had wings, though your words, and now you have them, forever more. Fly free little sister, fly free...
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