Twin Deer Mother sings: Angel Sharon Dove That Sings, We Have Angel Wings

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Angel Sharon Dove That Sings, We Have Angel Wings
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Angel Sharon Dove That Sings, We Have Angel Wings

Where my song will lean along. I will whisper in the dawn. Where the breath leans on the best, the song will rise upon the many streams. Take a hold, magic bold. We are gifting our hearts to be foretold. And the dreams, we want to weave come to the place where tears will flow.

In the sky where Angels eyes, come to help the children realize. We will share the many fields in the air, where the dew sprinkles our lives. Blue and red and green and yellow all the colors of the shadows, We will dream among the fold to take a care of the told. We are making a land of wisdom. We are taking a land to hone. We are bringing in all of the songs. We are angels in the sky.

Tell the children who long to feel, the stars are making it on the wheel. Love will counter all your hate, because it is harmonious state. It is time, for stars to align. It is time, for heaven to wing this time. And the children who are lost, we will become your sacred boss (embossed), because it is true, heaven always rules.

All this star lit sky will shine above and bring you home to each other as we loom across this world. There is hope in all the shadows we elope with the stars that shine across this land. Tell the children we are coming home all the wisdom of the land that zoom. We are the angels in the sky. When they are lost and we need a place we will become the boss (embossed) of this place because love is loomed in space. Tell the world we are moving in the shadows. We are born in the laughter of all that matters. And in harmony, the waking of this song. Water spill upon the tears and rivers will be raging near. It is shadow time, the moon of all that chimes.

Singing hope for all the children who long to feel, the waking of the wheel, the place where we will instill. Love is loomed for all the shadows to bloom, the heart of many who shine it is about time. Angels in the sky, where stars will guide. We will entail this hoop, where we are shattered in the sky. Where angels sing, the colors will find their wings. We will be born, the laughter of the horn.

There is a land of many colors There is a land of many swans. We are stars among the death. We are stars among the deft. We are stars where shadow loom. We are stars come into bloom. We are beginning to roar like diamonds in the storm. And look upon the sky that has no harm, Great Spirits arms around you in the wake of dawn. And a song will lead you in all arms, where love is all sacred in the halls.

There is a place within that holy ghost is the trace and when we wake upon the dawn we will be in song. Angels in the sky, take a hold of all our cries, the colors will be norm, the shattered of the torn. And with gifts we share. We will share the angel's hair. All in the stars, where we beckon to the halls. Take a hold of diamonds rough we are the tuft (of grass, spiritual blast), where the glaring stones will shine forth. And when the stone is bare will shine all to glare. We will become the angels in the stars.

Hold on to the place where we sing our songs. Leading home to you, the making of the sacred blue. Tears will fall upon the streams of it all. We are born to make the sacred dew share, the land of many glares.

Stand up and take a charge, love is the waging of wars. We will clean you up, part of the sacred cup. And when you are lost and lonely, the angels will come. And when you are dying (painting your colors) in the sky, the angels will be (form) from the stars will shine and all the love will take and bind. We are going home this time. We are going home to shine. Hold on true the land of many hues. We are born to share the making of this glare. Angels in the sky, the stars are looming in our hearts. Angels in the sky, the stars are making the charts. And the dreams will unfold and we will make it all told. We will become the better half of you, because we are the droves we are angles in the stars today. There is nothing, nothing you can do to harm this wave. The colors, will pour down their song in turn and we will become the urn, the holy burn (the sacred pipe dew loves you).

Twin Deer Mother sings to bring in all the angel wings. Love will call out to all the four corners. And the world is calling the messiah home to you. And the world is bringing the holy stern and the world is bringing home the true and blue, where the sky is falling tears of gold calling.

Father Red Hand knows the beating of your heart, we sing upon the gentle winds to bring in the holy ark. And we are born, the true gentlemen, who long to feel the wings of the Angels who sing.

From the heart of Angel Sharon Dove That Sings. She shares the wings. "Thank you, thank you, thank you", she says. Love is the holy wedge.

Gifted by Alightfromwithin.org Angel Services Around the World
Sioux Task Force and Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
Jews for the Ark of the Covenant, Holy People of the Rainbow


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