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Aug 2017
WE DO NOT FIND VALUABLES SUCH AS GOLD ON THE MERE SURFACE OF THE EARTH
BUT BY THE SWEAT OF OUR BROW WE DIG TO FIND THE MOUNTAIN'S BIRTH.
AT TIMES WE EVEN PUT OUR LIVES ON THE LINE ENTERING DEEP INTO OUR TERRA FIRMA
SO ABUNDANT WITH RICHES YET SO RISKY AND DEFYING OF AN ENIGMA.
WHEN I PLEDGED MY LOVE TO YOU I HIT THE MOTHER LODE
WHEN TO YOU ONLY MY WHOLE HEART I BESTOWED
AND PROMISED TO LOVE YOU FOREVER
FAR FROM BEING LIGHT AS A FEATHER
MY COVENANT CAME FROM MY ENTRAILS
MEANT FROM MY DEPHT WITH ALL THAT IT ENTAILS.
MY LOVE FOR YOU IMPERISHABLE
AS GOLD WILL BE SAFELY KEPT AND SHINE IN THE EARTH'S CRADLE.
Rita Anna Thompson
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Rita Anna Thompson  F/United States
(F/United States)   
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