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Feb 2010
i was walking past a church one bright and sunny daythen i saw an angel with her harp and she began to playshe plucked the harp so gently then a light shone all aroundand from the harp there came such a heavenly soundi sat and watched her play and listened to the tunesuch a lovely piece my heart began to swoonwhen she finished playing she flapped her wings and wentthe angel that i saw that day must have been heaven sent
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william worthless
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