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Angel Flow
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Angel flow, flying from the sky, alights onto the hill, way up high.

Folding in, her delicate wings, she begins to sing in the dream.

Who is she? Will I ever know? Maybe I might find out who she is under that tree, as hope and fear run though me.

Destiny , I've tried to rewrite it so many times, but each time its sad.

The whimsical angel sings, looking like a royal lady, up on high above, come and see.

All the dreamers come, from far and wide, to hear her music as if on a ride.

Her song is at an end, a single tear falls for her friends, caught by one lucky knight, the tear is a star, it shines so bright.

Then she ascends into the sky, becomes a star far to high. Then those brave enough
to hope to see, quest for that star, eternally.
If we do not have empirical evidence, repeatable tests, or a valid and sound argument, we must be skeptical, of the conclusions.
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nice. thank you very much for posting this here!

this would be good set to music... i know, i will get hoppin!
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