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Jun 2020
Love is the goddess that birthed gravity, bringing together all things alight, alive, the deepest darkest parts of reality. Of course life tests those who would believe or dream, love is her there upon your sleeve, worship is the heart easily lost, when it's business is at all cost. If she is your true religion, belief a dove --not a pigeon. Sacrifice what's seen with how it feels, make that inner magic real. Goddess lights what's true inside, what tears reveal.
Love is the Goddess (come to life. No need to kneel.)
Butch Decatoria
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Butch Decatoria  47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
(47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA)   
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