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tender friend, I hear your delicate angel's song
nightly words of passion, my favorite angel's song birdlike melody haunts me, floating to my ears drunk in the grace of your intricate angel's song bittersweet anguish now brings blue tears to my eyes melodic pain from your exquisite angel's song I would caress you, in the dark shadows of night weep for the promise of your private angel's song to live daily by your side, utopian dream accompanied by your passionate angel's song let me buy you rare jewels, gifts of earthly riches then share the beauty of your quiet angel's song before the troubadour dies, offer him this gift I pray, sing sweetly your ultimate angel's song an angel's song 7 october, 2006 a ghazal
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