gods In our midst

Though, dark clouds sometimes come,
 casting shadows across the landscape.

 Languor takes the place of the rainbow
 and in desperation we look about in anxiously. 

  To the needy, be gracious and we become gods.

 Ambient you self with grace and kindness, and adoration sparks up

. Set the magic in motion just by a little touch, for it is a flood gate of assurance. 

We are the refuge of one another, else we are all refugees.

 There is a glimmer in every eye no matter the darkness that surrounds,

 so is the hope in every heart that knows we are all Angels.


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