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His Angel
His Angel
He seeks an angel’s counsel
He dreams the dreams of gods
Each footstep that he’s taken
No one else has trod
In the calm before the night time
When the crickets call
The stories that could be told
Of how he’s done it all
The women that he’s loved and lost
The battles that he’s won
There’s so much more he want’s to do
Before his journey’s done
And then his eyes fill with tears
His face a little boy’s
He shares visions of his triumph’s
His passion and his joy’s
No thoughts of validation
Cross his weary mind
He seeks an angel’s counsel
Compassionate and sublime
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Susan D.
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In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came
That voice which calls to me and speaks my name
And do I dream again, for now I find
The phantom of the opera is there...inside my mind
Christine/ Phantom Of The Opera
Abondon thought and let the dream decend....
Point of No Return/Phantom Of The Opera
You will forever remain the music
And I…the song you sing
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