For when one look to the sky thus one see the mother of the angels for every star that one see is the angel of respect and yet every min that one see the family thus it's the mother of the angels for who fill the night air with respect and yet every min that one wish for the touch of respect but the mother of the angels of respect.
Thus for when one wish for the angel shall twinkle in once eyes yet every min that one wish the more one feel the touch of respect yet for when the blue moon raise thus the mother of the angels shall touch once heart with respect just to feel the light of the blue moon for the light of the light of life but the mother of the angels of respect.
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