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Clouds cover as a single rain drop falls from the sky.
A tear drop from a concerned and watchfull angels eye. Looking over her children and what they have become. Self absorbed sons and daughters who's hearts have grown numb. Chained and schackled by their want and greed. One by one , like cattle they try to follow the others lead. Not having any idea of a destination in mind. A lonely future of unhappiness is all that they'll find. The ANGEL thinks to herself, what more can I do. Her father responds, unfortunately my daughter their fates not up to you. When they fall, trip, or stumble, please be there to pick them up. If they are thirsty and to weak to find a stream, please bring them a cup. When they have found the right path in life is to tough and cant follow it. Please my beautiful child fill them with the courage and strength not to quit. When they feel invisable to others and their souls are unkown. Please fill them with courage and let them know they are not alone. Allow the sun to please shine down on them no matter where they roam. And please worry not my beautifull daughter, when the times right I'll show them the way home!
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