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Oct 1
My grandmothers are
standing there ,
mother , maiden , crone .
Wisdom , transformation
and they are guardians
of the doorway .

Black Crow waits patiently
outside .
New Moon in
Scorpio ,
the blank rune , Judgement ,
spirits of the earth and
material existence .

Destiny is power and using
Chaos ,
like the three fates ,
or cutting a thread ,
only realising it was always
this way .

My grandmothers are
standing there .
Written by
Matthew Bright  Sydney Australia
(Sydney Australia)   
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     Jeremy Betts, Jamesb and Ciel Noir
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