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MEMORY OF AN ANGEL
Are angels real or so I wonder Do they exist or is it just blunder? I seek them faraway and in my mind A...
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When shall you descend, my little angel?! When shall my dreams come true, my sweet angel?! I pine for you, my precious one More than ... -
Cool breeze caressing his face, sat the pillion rider at the rear, Watching the scenery whiz past, his mind in turmoil and fear. Wo... -
I am Charon, the old boatman who ferries you all towards the light, Whoever crosses over to the underworld I ferry them in the nigh...
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