Karol Murawski


The Wind Angels

The Wind Angels, gently soaring through the air.
The Wind Angels, bringing a soft breeze to the world.
The Wind Angels, slowly hovering everywhere.
They went high up in the skies.
Just to claim their prize.
From their leader.
“Leader, Leader, the prize we come to claim! ”
the angels cried blowing out a flame.
“There shall be no prize today.

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