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The
dark winged angel
In
the dark dim mist she flies
The
silent flight in the dark forest
The
eyes of red and hair long
The
night breezes sing
In
her ears she listens and smiles
“It's
good to be alive
In
this wood the angels roam”
The
exercise of the night
It
has been a long while
It
has been over 8 years
She
hardly flies in to check
The
division of lines
It
seems the creepers spread
Unevenly
on the ground of Nature
Some
want to rule forever
The
dark winged angel
She
sees it all in her red eyes
She
doesn't need what to do
She
knows the unholy union
She
doesn't want to be lopsided
She
wants to be fair to every living souls
The
division of lines
The
creepers can't get it all
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