My blue angel,
That gently flew down one day.
All I could do was look down,
As our smiles passed by each other.
I called you from over my shoulder,
But now I'm calling you inside my heart.
The innocent pain,
Is like piled up snow.
Even if it's a roundabout way,
I want to send my feelings straight forward.
Fly away someday,
My blue angel.
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