Here, a piece of broken mirror.
for you to reflect sun into my eyes.
I know that I am to tear for sure,
but…I will smile at the same time.
I will tell you a story that might even rhyme
and sing you a song that has unknown melody.
...it comes from my own head… you will hear me sayin’
…and we’ll hold hands,
because that is what you do when you meet your guardian angel.
Right?
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