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Post by Brittany on Feb 28, 2010 22:16:07 GMT -5
She's has silver wings Spread out they hold her up Suspended and content is she
Like an angel she sings On high, with silver wings The heavens being her muse
She had only her life to lose Now her silver wings guide her Letting her fly on in the sky
Like an angel she sings On high, with silver wings Heaven is her muse.
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