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Take me to the temple
My tattered soul seeks refuge
The altar candles burn brightly
The Great Mother is there
She croons to me
My will diminishes
Her golden embrace
Imbues my spirit
I am fed
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Lovely, loving sentiment.
Thanks Ralphie
Shows where my head is today…..aren’t words the most exciting little “gifts” I love them all, even the ones you make up (and I make up a few of my own when the need arises)
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