divinity
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Starry Lasses
Here’s to the ne’er easy ladies of Aries,Fires of Sheratan, never to cull-Gone is the mate who had sought ‘em to sate:When they got to rammin’ he went through the hull! Here’s to the chorus of…
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A Personal God
Hands to the sun, Held aloft by one wrist. An invisible thread leading into the sky. A lonely stone idol in a beautiful forest clearing, with cold water running nearby. White cloth and gold trim, a…
Sanctity and Constraint 