Where Angels Dare
If angels were not here,
we would be where,
with dark and goth,
angels bear wrath,
they protect,
as luck defects,
you know it well,
good and evil,
are placed ons ame anvil,
one rises,
the other arises,
you have to have one,
to get the two,
our life is a savoury stew.
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