The Unfairness Of Angels

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 Little Matts Big Heart
A hundred sonnets played by bards
To the tune of beating hearts

Planets, moons and the stars
Gaze upon this world of ours

If whispers spread around the world
And every hand was tightly held

The Earth would tremor to 3 words
Sung aloud by a billion birds...

‘I love you'









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