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Those Who Wear The Wings

Thomas Wold

I felt the breeze off the wing of an angel
So I seized the moment
And I fell through these photos and landed in the smells of you
And I balanced a knife on the end of my tongue too
And then you ran down the hill
And you shined like the surface
Of the moon
In a dress rehearsal
For some day that no one will see
We hide in the shoulder of the one who gives us breath
And then we walk on our own unashamed
We do our best
See how the fog lays so low
And there's nowhere to go
I said "cheese" to the lens of the camera
Then I heard the click of no more film
So I held my position for as long as I could
And I closed my eyes as I finally understood
The reason for those who wear the wings
To lift you high and escort you
Into the blue

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