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The Comfort of His WingsMy angel came to visit me sometime in the night,The Comfort of His Wings
Completely worn out and exhausted from his many hours of flight.
And still he held me, weightlessly, inside his glowing light,
And the comfort of his wings.
My angel leaned in and he kissed me on the cheek.
My stomach froze with fire and my mind could barely speak.
My emotions all grew wild as my muscles all grew weak,
But my heart began to sing.
My angel turned to face me, then he smiled into my eyes.
Our foreheads sparked with affection, and then a kiss' sweet reprise.
And my soul burst out in happiness and sh
by ~3HoursAway
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There was once a koala and a pretty little room where soft sweet creatures lived and slept the trusting sleep of the innocent, and now there was none. - Tom Wolfe
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There was once a koala and a pretty little room where soft sweet creatures lived and slept the trusting sleep of the innocent, and now there was none. - Tom Wolfe
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