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I am the one winged angel, my wing gone I cna never fly home. Though I reach for heaven, I will never be home again. So I live my eternal struggle with my past in tourment. With one wing I am doomed to circle my past for eternity. My fall from grace Out of my control though blameing myself still. My missing wing the part taken from me when I lost them, When they were Taken from me. With no way to get them back I will have to find my grace in another way to even have my second chance, I must find another way for life here is cruel and twisted at times. Judgement is not my job im only on a quest to find my missing wing, my grace, and then see them again. past the veil of our eyes is my home a place where I am with them again and I am at peace once again, but all to good to be true, for I always wake and they along with my wing are still gone, and I am still alone my fall from grace was far so I do what I can when I can how I can to replace my wing, which I know still there is only one way to get back but still I try. I need them to be whole again. So I must be on my way to find the right path back to them and to earn my place and wing. My eternal internal struggle will make me who I need to be so that I may be worthy of them and my wing once I recieve my judgement, So I will take the path that was set before me and not stray for If I had not that day then they may still be here today.