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GODDESS
"It dies upon her heart;
As I must on thine,
Oh, beloved as thou art!"
"The Indian Serenade" Percy B. Shelley
The shining. The Birth.
Blessed quitness. No need to speak when the eternal sky is in your eyes. So clean and gorgeous! As well as cloudy and tortuous!
It rains. I know. But a magical thunder will come and set your Goddess' shrine in magenta fire.
The shining. The storm.
Million of poisoned celestial arrows will lead you to the palace where the blacksmith is shedding blood on the
sword made of moondust and lighting. Your Gold.
The shining.Renaissance.
Impressive creation. Marvelous reflection. Shapes of purity and pain fighting in the steam in your soul.Strength in the magenta fire. A scream ...and peace. The balance. Darkness and light. Blessed quitness.
The shining. Perfection. Love
