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Could it be you are right next to me in my sight and grasp,
Or is it an imagination of my mind i ask,

Your hair it glows with a brilliant light, Your clothes are soft to see,
Your wings embody with the whitest feathers, give a feeling of peaceful serene,

Your hand held outright so close to mine I take it and i am home,
The safety i feel makes my knowing so real,
No longer will i walk alone.����������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������������� Angel L.S