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I’ve always felt that I am an angel with dark, majestic wings. Fallen from Heaven. Left to muster what’s left. Drooling over, landing on beauty. Beauty of the world. I sit and wonder will I ever fly again? As I, a dark angel, learn the edifice of life. I walk through it just making moments last as I know, one day, I will fly again and seek what these wings are made for.

I’ve always felt that I am an angel with dark, majestic wings. Fallen from Heaven. Left to muster what’s left. Drooling over, landing on beauty. Beauty of the world. I sit and wonder will I ever fly again? As I, a dark angel, learn the edifice of life. I walk through it just making moments last as I know, one day, I will fly again and seek what these wings are made for.