Angels fly
With ruffled feathers
Through stormy skies
But carry on
And as those angels,
Sad and bitter,
Chained but free,
Keep pressing on,
So shall we.
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This one's for the strongest person I know.
With ruffled feathers
Through stormy skies
But carry on
And as those angels,
Sad and bitter,
Chained but free,
Keep pressing on,
So shall we.
***
This one's for the strongest person I know.
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