In my head I can invision this. I see myself running blindly through a darkened hall looking through each doorway, searching for something that seems so distant.
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from the Havens I have fallen. . . to the earth as a mangled form. . . writhing in pain, my wings torn and bloodied. . . I have one purpose, only one goal. . . to find you and love you, for I am your. . . fallen angel
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