dont_angels_fly_south_for_the_winter
sabbie
and
i
sat
outside
on
a
cold
cold
night
and
stared
at
the
ice
cold
stars
.
'
i
wish
..'
i
said
.
'
i
wish
..'
i
screwed
up
my
eyes
tight
as
tight
and
wished
with
all
my
might
might
might
.
when
i
opened
my
eyes
there
stood
on
the
grass
one
of
the
stars
i
had
wished
on
.
i
was
so
excited
,
transported
by
his
beautiful
voice
and
his
kind
words
that
i
forgot
to
breathe
.
he
took
my
hand
in
an
effort
to
show
me
how
sincere
he
was
and
i
heard
the
pain
in
his
eyes
as
he
told
me
his
sad
news
.
and
it
hurt
a
little
,
but
then
it
was
unfair
of
me
to
build
it
up
before
i'd
even
known
.
however
,
i
bear
no
gruges.
for
who
can
stand
in
the
way
of
stars
?
the
star
tilted
my
face
and
kissed
my
cheekbone
(partly
in
apology
and
partly
in
concern
)
and
said
'
remember
that
a
journey
always
has
two
directions'
and
so
i
build
my
hope
(
only
ever
so
gently
)
in
case
it
might
happen
when
the
angels
migrate
home
for
autumn
.
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...
cube
Up
here
in
the
Great
White
North
,
we
call
them
Snowbirds...
³
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go
blather
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