From euphoria-shreya

From euphoria-shreya

There’s a sweet angel on my mind,
tempering the blaze of worries,
translating my mere mumbleries
into clear and fluent speech.

Further guides my stumbling feet,
makes sense, where it got lost,
helps me to cope somehow
and insists that I do matter.

Hugs me tight when I’m all alone,
without asking, begging, praying,
lets me see through the confusion,
the way out of any self-created mess.

Holds my hand when things get tough,
reels me in when I’m too flighty:
my otherworldly friendly anchor,
whose kind spirit I love so much.

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