

I admire them like I a little boy admires his fathers strength, courage, and drive. They have burned through my darkest of nights.

I get to stand under the light of their halo's, I get to look as their minds become a prism for Gods light to shine through, I can see, I can feel their halo's...my angels, my guardian angels. My best friends.

Everywhere I look now, I pray it wont fade away. This small piece of heaven.

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