Unic Cjonr (Capriborn 73)
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When Angels Fly
The clouds are not about, as the sky roams clear, by crystal static blue - The breeze hides between the leaves and branches, the wind has died away, the storm is not today - The sun is out, the rays burn hot, transparant is the rainbow which hangs in a closed closet - Autumn took his leave, as Spring is on the hook, love is in the air with all the saints to care - This all happens when angels open their wings, they are flying high above, in the super blue skies
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