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An angel breathes a sigh.

Disappointed once again.

She wonders.
What has she done to deserve this.

To love.
And to be loved in return.

A simple request that she asks.
But yet.
No one wants to accede it.

Why so.
She asks an empty void of darkness.

She limps along.
Her wings bleeding.
Her clothes in tatters.

In her eternal search.
For the right person.

To love him.
And for him to love her in return.