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| Like a will-of-the-wisp she was there and then not |
A broken angel,
down on one wing,
first lost resilience
then entered a spin.
Crashing to earth,
dazed and confused,
she patched up the crack
alighted and flew.
But seeming quite healed,
the crack reappeared,
and she crashed to the ground
worse than was feared.
The angel is down,
the angel is down,
someone please help me;
my angel is down.
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