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My Angel

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by: Ilya Shambat - Thu, 10 Aug 2023 22:54 UTC

My angel takes away my pain
And gives to me the love I treasure;
My angel comes to me like rain
And gives to me delight and pleasure;

My angel sprinkles me with stars
And then illumines me with sunshine;
To Venus, Jupiter and Mars
We fly and carry in our passion;

My angel lends a helping hand
And gives the solace to the needy;
My angel looks to sea and land
And in them all creation heeds - and

When we are talking, all is right
And then we are birds of a feather -
In day, in twilight and the night
Me and my angel soar together.