An angel has set foot on land. Maybe her wings are too much? Let her spread her thoughts as each feather from her wings fall, just for you. After all, an angel can only have so many feathers. WARNING: I made this story while I was loopy. I was feeling so many emotions at once that I needed to be lost for a while. I asked myself questions, then asked them per chapter. I'm sorry, but I think only I know what this 'poetry' means.
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