Restless nigths

when letters become words and words become poems

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Blessed

Over the beautiful sky
a mighty angel fly

Waving her golden sticks
moving around some bricks

Looking over the sea
she’s secretly directing me

to someone truly great
Was is desitny? was it fate?

This is a poem written to my sweet friend Angel <3 .

(C) 2004

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