She had,
The most beautiful of wings.
The most beautiful of wings.
But,
They were stolen away.
They were stolen away.
It mattered not,
For they grew back in time.
For they grew back in time.
And she instilled fear in her enemies
By tearing open the sky to reveal them.
By tearing open the sky to reveal them.
Author’s Note: The image is of the Monteverde Angel sculpture.
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