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GODDESS

Magical manifestations beckon, 

Upon the horizon, 

Leave the past, 

Let it seep into the earth, 

Allow the sun to enrich your desires

Each lesson

Each truth

Had its purpose

Hear the chatter of the merry brook

Allow the love of the forest 

To caress your skin

And look to your future dear. 

It's only just beginning. 

◄ Her love

Song Unsung. ►

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