He sat there,
On a moonless night.
Gazing up at the sky,
Yes, he was a wee bit high.
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Time stood still, As his body began to heal, Wings grew on his back. And he shot up to the face, A face, that had made his heart race.. great imagination... jumping on night without moon falling, breaking the spine........ then resurrecting into the hands of the angels. thank you very much. tony
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