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Angel I didn't believe in angels until I saw one. Now, I know they exist. I don't expect to be believed -- it doesn't matter. There was shimmering, a halo of light, her beatific smile and overwhelming love. I was in awe. I am still in awe. She spoke magic, like the trilling of a bird, not immediately translatable to mortal ears. Over time, her wisdom apparent. I look everywhere for my angel. Feel her presence everywhere. She has filled me with overwhelming love.
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