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Aug 2014
She's just an angle who fell from heaven
       to fast and fury along the way.
     
       She broke a wing on her descend down to earth,
       see, she can't fly away.
       She landed with a spatter to no one that
       mattered who left her, bruised and battered.
       She's a child a God ****** !I don't understand how people
       can leave her this way.  
       Let's mend that wing so she can sing,
       and fly off to where she's suppose to be.
       A child of God. A person among people.
       A life that needs to be lived.
Compassion
Rose Claire
Written by
Rose Claire  Calgary
(Calgary)   
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     Rose Claire, ---, --- and Brie Sarita
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