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Mar 10, 2009
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ANGELS ON THE RUN
ANGELS ON THE RUN
Flocks of Angels in confusion Lost in fearAnd DisillusionSeeking shelter in dark placesRunning from the One and Only One Humankind was not their creationIt was all His sorcery No sense in another expiationTo end this Divine ComedyA most perfect imperfectionThis
HisStunning Humanity
Flocks of Angels in confusion Lost in fearAnd DisillusionSeeking shelter in dark placesRunning from the One and Only One Humankind was not their creationIt was all His sorcery No sense in another expiationTo end this Divine ComedyA most perfect imperfectionThis
HisStunning Humanity
— Geremia, Mar 10, 2009
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faerybeki
17 years 3 months ago
really like the line, ‘a
Geremia
17 years 3 months ago
Thank you :)
faerybeki
17 years 3 months ago
in that case…it works very
Nordic cloud
17 years 2 months ago
Paradoxical
Geremia
17 years 2 months ago
Grazie ,Annuccia