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sab ariana Oct 2020
in a field of babies breath
i see my anael, my angel
her emerald glare bestows upon me
the end of my despair
beauty and love are mine
and i am hers
and through her fire
in magic chains to bind throw mad desire
in this waste land
i can feel her grace and
oh anael, oh my angel

— The End —