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Jan 2017
My father leaves me to inherit

A sky, a castle above the clouds

Between spaces, in the Middle Kingdom,

Where he hopes for me to tend it's gardens

And the menageries of beautiful life,

The creatures of earth, sea,

And fly the heavens both in day and night...

My father wants for me, of him replace,

Leaves for me the learned ways towards peace and grace,

And not only care take but love creation's creatures

To walk his path without fear or haste...

There is a castle in the sky

A watchtower for a chosen guardian of life,

Only the one who has seen the light

And holds the third eye with right mind

Can sit in his seat

Will truly make the world more bright

My father left a gift for me


A castle in the sky...
Butch Decatoria
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Butch Decatoria  47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
(47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA)   
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