Angel’s Song

Am I not lovely?

Do my wings not fill you with awe?

Dance with me in the moonlight

Sing the silver song of purest bells

And revel in the glory of the creator

We are the Muses

The laughter and tears

We are the keeper of children

The guide for the dead

And friend to all things living

You tell of us in your tales

Dream of us at night

Yet doubt our existence with your science

Who is to say that you are correct?

Why should we be unreal?

Is not all this but a dream?

Prove to me your worth

Reveal your true self

And I will judge your right to Heaven

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