The Chase

Beneath an angel's wings, Lies hope.

A vision of magic moons, Dancing, Twirling, In the night sky.

The wings open, And embrace the magic moons.

Hope is a creature.

Soaring, Flying,

Through the heavens.

Catch it if you can.

by Julia from MA

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