Angel Cards

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The cards lay gently upon my fragile hands

Passed from the owner to me for my demands

Shuffling and meditating until thoughts are cleared

And the question I want to ask the most appeared

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I concentrated and drew a single angel card

This time my thoughts of him I did not guard

The angels have finally spoken loud and clear

That I must meditate on if I should keep him near

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Questions regarding you begins to form

Another round of cards I started to perform

The angels admitted that you are my support

There for me when I need a friendly consort

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Again, thoughts of you began to overwhelm me

As I contemplated drawing card number three

My hand reached forward and grasped the frame

We're meant to be friends is what it proclaims

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Shifting my pensive thoughts from you to him

While hoping those angel cards will still be true

I chose another and turned it over with care

The angels believe he is my answered prayer

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Am I forever destined to be caught

In the middle of a situation so distraught

And to live a life that might justly cause

Too many regrets, sorrows, and flaws?