Challenge
The broken ending
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Angels weep in crystal fury
for us sorry souls who’ve
so very far to go
traversing through the snows
our tracks grown thin
at the crucial point
where we ought
to have taken wing
But no we’re buried
here below
way down below
to the skies turned
immobilized
with so far yet to go
Angels weep in diamond flurries
for us sinners who’ve
yet so far to grow
out through the
drafty window
our thoughts gone thin
at the crucial point
where we ought
to have taken wing—
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