Angels from first our dream
Seems like scary film
About phantom love.
Fallen angels we don't hear
And them throbbing fear
Is half their life
They. Rush among the stars,
Them doesn't hear even Mars,
Them just tearing on part.
Afraid of quiet within.
Afraid around in
The space of the art..
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