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Grace's reprieve sounds like a call of a song birds morning rise. A fountain of hope with a daybreak drop, in dawns liquid sunshine.

My days on bleak seem to tare back to me, with a fevered whip. I hear a crack, my earth angel wouldn't have it. We sing in a souls embrace, beyond a kinship in the physical worlds in phase.

Whisked in the shattered sorrow my only dream is a brighter tomorrow. I cry out I don't deserve this, I hear back your lingering sorrow is quaint. You know now there was really no other way?

Yes, I accept my fate not in a jesters lauding, rather my queen to be in her wisdom placed in me, her faith. I tear rolls down my face, how did I get so lucky? I wish anyone to see the abyss to remember there can always be a twist of fate.

We fly in our dreams a garden founded in the serene. I accept this grace with a open heart. I must be a warrior of love for my earth angel has instilled in me a power to eviscerate hate.

Loved For Ever More,
Aaron Baker

PS. A wild pair fair in play, your patience with me has me in a wonder. You make me pinch myself do I wake now? Reality finds my dreams, wild, free, how? An earth angel meant for me?

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