not to shake
the dust out of
these bones
or find my way
to pure again
but for the rules
the angels
don't abide
for the quality
of gentle
without the need
to hide
from the ones
they dream
to cradle
with the mystery
of light
and I would damn
the distance
and martyr
steps of miles
just to bring
the healing
to be loved like this
can bring
hold you as a ghost
that can take nothing
in return
but sends the demons
from the night
and wraps you in
in its courage
that can't be touched
by time
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