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Nov 2012
I met him today
At first he was distant,
nothing but darkness
Then he walked slowly
over the hills
That was when he saw me.
Benevolent bursts of love,
affection
adoration
warmth...
I was engulfed with his presence.
All that was left was to give in,
to run to him and cry.
Whither away to nothing in his arms
only ro be born again as a child,
innocent and ignorant to anything
less than this celestial being
holding me
encapsulating me
keeping me safe,
at last.
I am home Father,
raise me up to be as stunning as you,
with your kind face,
and your sun beam hair.
Anjelica
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Anjelica  Grass Valley
(Grass Valley)   
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   bobby burns and Pen Lux
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