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angel without wings
Either by bus or by plane
The crave to see you is insane,
I dream all day with open eyes
That you’ve fallen from the skies,
Such an angel without wings
Much in life of joy it brings,
Though the halo one can’t see
Of the radiance jubilee,
Doesn’t mean that you turned sour
naughty angels have more power.
The crave to see you is insane,
I dream all day with open eyes
That you’ve fallen from the skies,
Such an angel without wings
Much in life of joy it brings,
Though the halo one can’t see
Of the radiance jubilee,
Doesn’t mean that you turned sour
naughty angels have more power.
Published 31st Aug 2021
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31st Aug 2021 4:13pm
This has to be your most sweetest poetic serenade I have read from you my poet... oh I felt those emotions behind that inscription.. mm every caress of those vowel.. every breathless encore of those gentle syllables.. You still know how to send those heartful smoke screens up to the sky... and trust me, I see and feel.. Have a great day you...🐾🐾
1st Sep 2021 10:30am
2nd Sep 2021 3:30pm
