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Angel

White invision to my eye

feel your presence round the sky.

Glare has punctured right through,

yet you kill the dark that brew.

 

Tingle down the spine

piercing shot from behind.

And there you appear 

once a thought, now so clear.

 

Now pulled out weightless 

taken to my father's fortress.

Commencement of life Part Two

tell me, tell me is this who

this white invision was that you?

 

Now my duty as the same

an angel, an angel who has came.

angel

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