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Angels of stone

Cut from 
The rock
Of humanity
Shaped in the 
Form 
Of the thing
We think
We should 
Be
We carve 
Wings 
On statues
Because 
We are safe
In the knowledge 
That stone 
Is solid
Reinforcing the fear
That
We can't fly
We hide 
In our dreams
To escape 
From the shadows
Shut our eyes
Tight
Because we 
Don't believe 
What we see
We celebrate 
Sacrifice 
In the heart
Of our 
Own 
Undoing
These are our
Legs
Trust them
To walk
Crawl 
If you have to
And 
Whatever 
It is
You do
Don't be afraid
Of 
The dark
For
The angel
In your memory
Never existed
Anyway

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