'ANGELICA"
I have walked
through the wilderness
with no wings yet
the stars keep twinkling
sometimes, I am scourged
by the cold starlit heaven
the pain dreary
and my sore heart weary
beauty walks by
like an angel in the sky
loved and cherished
its a walk to remember
when beauty comes by
AIXA
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