Where Angels Play

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By honesty_kills

ascending into a new domain is the most unearthly feeling and instant fear is welcomed by fluffy white fields of cotton the western sinking sun skips off the clouds like a flat stone on water immediately you know this is God's house a radiance so unspeakably beautiful the only thing you cant be is speechless this is an Angel's playground the sky is the limit catching raindrops on their tongues chasing snowflakes with the wind ivory white wings float gracefully resting from cloud to cloud enjoying the untouched serenity of their world above. you cannot know the wonder here until you really enperience it breaking through clouds touring God's home for this is truly where angel's play.

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