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The Devil with wings
Hey me again, anougher poem
The Devil with wings walks the earth
Dammed to eternal life
Because this devil is neither good or evil
Never felt like he fitted in anywhere
Cold yet hot wandering the careless globe
Putting darkness to light
Leaving a trail of destruction
If only his wings could fly him to heaven
If only his black heart was enough to get in to hell
The devil with wings
Never fitted in
There’s no place for the Neutral
no place for the Neutral
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Once again Nick, your words say so very much.
Take care........Sue
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