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Sep 2015
I walked up the glass steps to the foot of your throne,
I knelt low before you, shivers ran down my spine,
You spoke to me in a soft, gentle loving tone,
"Fear not, I'm with you! You are a child of mine!"
Topher
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   Heather E Perry
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