The Girl Who Talks to Angels

She is love.

Though to many hard 
To understand.
The way she 

Can slip in,
And out of
The dimensions.

She is free
to dream.

Sometimes it can be hard to see,  
Because of suppression.
But she dreams.

Even as she cries,
And prays,
And counts the blessings.

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