Golden Skies

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The skies are open

Photo by Rodion Kutsaev on Unsplash

Golden threads, fall from the most beautiful sky.

The most beautiful gift comes from high above.

Pearly gates open up for the most beautiful angels.

Nightly voices call your name. Can't you hear?

Nightly wanderers trying to find some meaning.

Another young person wants to shine brightly.

Losing control as every second passes by.

But not everything is lost. There is still hope.

A distant light shining in the distance.

The signals are there for you to see.

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Patricia Pixie❤
Patricia Pixie❤

Written by Patricia Pixie❤

Billingual writer/music lover/tarot reader/Interested in the mysteries of the human mind misspatypixie@outlook.com

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