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This Cliff


I stand on

This cliff

Alone

 

Wishing, wishing

To fly

Away

 

I can't

For

Someone has

Clipped

My wings

 

I am glad

Though

 

For me my

Angel

Has flown

Far

Away

 

Alone

I stand

On this cliff

 

I step

Forward

Into

Blessed black

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Vamplover35
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