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The Secret Attic

Spending their time in prayer ,devotion and hymms The golden haired Angels curly shiny braided locks Glistened in the sun as she fluttered her wings Glitter dust sparkled in the sunbeamed secret attic Heavenly music flowed from her bejewelled harp as she gently played her mesmerizing melody. Another angel in beautiful fabrics downward flowed Dancing and lightly playing her magical silver flute Damask silk twinkling and glittering as she bowed.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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