Excerpts about a twenty-three year old universe that graced the all too lukewarm planet called Earth.
ANGELS DON’T ASK FOR LOVE BUT STILL YOU FALL
ANGELS DON’T HAVE WINGS BUT SKIN THAT GLOW
ANGELS DON’T HAVE HALOS BUT BLEACHED PEACH HAIR
ANGELS DON’T WALK ON OCEANS BUT RISE LIKE WAVES
ANGELS DON’T BEAM BUT SHIMMER UNDER STARS
ANGELS DON’T WEAR ROBES BUT SIZED UP DESIGNER SLACKS
ANGELS DON’T HAVE HARPS BUT A VOICE THAT DROWNS THE WORLD
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