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Feb 2010
The wind blows..there is a whisper..."I am she".

The leaves rustle in the wind..It is her kiss to us.

We never see her, for her beauty can not be captured. But she is there...she is here...all around us.

The waves crash, the clouds thunder..this is her wrath, her anger, her fury.

The moon so bright and beautiful...it is her smile that leads us through the nights. The stars up in the sky which shine on for a million years...These are her eyes that say I love you..

Her love for us can not be measured nor touched. But we can see it through the sunrises and sunsets...hear it through the songs her birds sing for us....

Believe in her... she is real...for she is the Goddess...she is ALL.
Mia Kendrick
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Mia Kendrick  55/F/Costa Rica
(55/F/Costa Rica)   
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