Angels only. Angel If we knew what we really were, she gave me a pinch It passed through my arm and became a mark. "I suppose you have legs?" I enquired innocently She "If one has thighs it is a cinch. If I put my hands over your eyes, it becomes dark. You do not know much, if you are an Angel.'... Sign in to see full entry.
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