This piece 'came' to me when in the shower, and still wrapped in a towel I started writing.
There's an angel here among us, though we may never know her name. She walks and talks beside us appearing to be the same. Yet though she stands beside us there're some who'll never see that the angel here beside us is inside you and me.
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