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An angel came as I lay in my bed.
“I will give you wings”, the angel said.
“I will give you wings that you may fly,
to the country of heavens above the sky.”

My beautiful angel flew away.
He came not again nor night nor day.
Angels are busy with many other things.
And my angel forgot to send me my wings.

One day my angel came, with a silver box instead.
“What is it”, I asked. “I got you your wings”, the angel said.
“I got you your wings, so you can sour high,
So, you can fly with me to the country of heaven above the sky.”

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