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| An Angel's Kiss |
| Your breath is the song that the morning sings,
Chirping birds, fluttering angel wings, Daylight dances on the air, Leaves rustle unaware. Quietly, thoughts of you wander through my mind, A gentle breeze on my face I find, As if a kiss delivered to me By the angels I know are there, but cannot see. Just like the love that will never end, Oh how I long to call this sorrow my friend. |
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