The flight-path of an angel
A rainbow hurries above
Saying she'll be back for us
As soon as she is able
But please don't just stand around
Waiting like an abandoned castle
To be claimed or torn down
Work on your levitation
Think of spring as a temple
Lifting up from the ground
You could still sprout again
One with everything that's rising
You could still touch its wounds
And know they were no fable
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