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Sep 2015
Your* existence
Means the existence of sin.
You seem to make the world
Dance to your every whim.
You are the sun, the moon, the earth
And the stars.
You are the one,
For whom bloom the flowers.
You are the reason
For countless empires to fall.
You are, Love**.
You reign over all.
I was just wondering. Seems appropriate.

G.
The Tinkerer
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The Tinkerer  24/M/New Zealand
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