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Angels In our state of consciousness Can angels walk among us And not be moved with man's affairs Everything taken upon beautification Even trees, man improves upon the crown Angels dance in the shadows Checking on nature's elements Each day goes measured As feeble existence finds way Even a count is called for flowers God's Perfection and Mercy Constant beautification James Collins |
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Reflection Time for reflection No flowers to dream Or commercials for interruption No sun to scorch Just a quietness for reflection Moments when themes become scent It's a time to ponder sunsets Holding tender moments With you as an anchor My hands on my face I hold this gaze for you A moment in a place Where I want to be James Collins |
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by James Collins
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