to my angel

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i will fight for you
for the weary you who rests
you who looks down upon me softly
you who appears as a dream and wipes my tears
who touched the pain wallowing deep in my soul
to evaporate in the wind and leave whispered lullabies in my ear
your beautiful words that live engraved in me
you strong being, pain can no longer reach you with your wings
i will fight for joy
for you
and me.

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