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Jan 2020
At his sight all the riches of the earth are disappearing.
At his touch on the soul all the empires of the world are paling.
How he came and found me on earth.
The angel of God sent from far away chose me from so many others to be his Goddess across the Heavens.
And I was waiting for him and he was not coming and I was missing him until the day when he came back, for when the call of the Lord is sent nobody can be against his wish.
And the angel was flying between the oceans of the sky on a palace of milk and honey in his attempt to anoint the lip of my soul within the glance of an ecstasy.
O, angel sent by God, may you come once again to me.
The Goddess of God needs you even more.
Under the tear between the stars you place me on a bed of flowers. Come once again to me and hide me in thy shelter in Paradise and God shall let us both feed each other from the harvest of love which is far-famed amongst the saints and archangels.
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goddessofdivinity  23/London
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