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Angel


One day, I’ll be an angel You may not see it But, it’s happening It’s happening right before your very eyes All this suffering and pain Brings me closer to Him Multiplying my faith because Becoming a Guardian isn’t meant to be easy Radiant aura, White robes, Golden halo, Heart of God I will protect my people: My brothers who fight worldly things My sisters who strive for Godly things Watch as my wings spread wide- Shielding them from corruption I will be their forgiveness When they stray off the path Accepting their repentance Letting them know that imperfection isn’t a condemnation
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