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Jun 2016
Looking on towards the struggle,
She smiles with knowing eyes.
Her voice is a calm fierceness,
Holding others at bay by her call;
Who could stand with that fearfulness?
Her arms display the might of her judgement;
Wielding a weapon, sharpened of mind and pointed knowing.
Her commanding presence is known by those who would heed the call of her battlement, by the who would heed the moment armed in their own courage;

Behold, the Goddess of Victory!
For Victoria, to whom I lost a battle I didn't realize I was in
Johnny Agape
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Johnny Agape  California
(California)   
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