Within me
lit,
it does not go off
Never.
It is the glow
angels,
still between
I bump into him
devils.
Anna's return to the light
miraculous,
I take it in my heart
keep it
flame above.
Praise life,
and an ode to death.
summer beautiful
serenade.
Its unto you,
with the angel drafted
these days
expire.
Now, I'm there,
and even though all the
this sometimes
feels cold.
contact.
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