Going off Enochian Script/ talking to angels 4×4/Wings of Light

 

Do not furrow brow

                 fret and sweat

                        or fear the reaper

My parents tell me there is no face on the wall

          When the wind changes I will not stay here

                       And never again struggle to keep my back straight

                                      As feathers will protrude and I will take flight

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