Lost Angels — photo prompt
Jim Reeves

We came to you for a short while, you gave us the last drops of elixir; the mortality for our final and, short soul journey.

Weep not for us; for we are freed souls.

You, lost angels, the journey has only just begun.

Unshackle your minds of pain and guilt.

We guard and guide.

Listen to your soul and you shall hear our voices.

Guiding you home, there’s still a way to go. Just listen. Be bold, be brave. Take courage. Do not give up.

Weep not lost angels. You will be found.

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