Into the world of poetry, the human-angel seem to have been thrown. The idea of "writing what you see" came in many forms, a friend's last words, dreams, also experience within employment.
The life of the lady human-angel continues....
Words would at times flood her mind, the irritable urge to write come at the least expected moments... letter by letter, into words, into amazing poems.
For serval years this was just a simple way of venting entrapped feelings of frustration, feelings of joy, along with feelings of bliss.
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