Angels
Angels, radiant, in the moonlight's embrace,
With wings of silver, they dance through space.
They whisper secrets in the night's soft hum,
In dreams, they visit, our hearts they've won.
Feathers like clouds, they softly descend,
Guardians of dreams, our dearest friend.
In surreal realms where imagination plays,
Angels paint the skies in a mystical maze.
Their laughter like chimes, their smiles so sweet,
In their presence, life feels complete.
In this dreamy world, where they gently roam,
Angels turn our hearts into a heavenly home.
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