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Aug 2018
I close my eyes and see different skies,
Glowing stars and glimmering smiles.
I close my eyes and there they'll be
Laughing, waving, calling to me.

I close my eyes and there they are
In my dreams, they come from far
With soft, silk feathers of gold and white
Why do they never stay for the night?

Oh how I wish I was one of them,
Flying away, out of sight
But alas I shall be trapped
In this cage without flight
Angels are so cool
Cynthia
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Cynthia  16/F/Somewhere
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