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And They Thought They Were Angels

the light streams 
down from the sun
    on the cherubic 
faces
     Let there be no doubt
that 
     these 
             beings 
bring brightness 
    into the world
sparkling eyes 
   dart at 
the sound of 
   music 
   laughter, joyous 
laughter
       reverberates 
throughout the
valley
      the endless 
sky overhead
       trees 
rise high above 
     the fields
   we'll walk
with the chosen 
    ones
   dance a 
quick dance 
      under the 
pines
      let the day 
flow 
     like wine 
from a gorgeous 
    decanter
into 
    amber glasses 
lined up 
        one by one 
  on an oaken 
table 
      somewhere near
fantasyland

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