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Dec 2024
Stately, headless form,
profound with life, she endures—
stone defies time's hand.

Pregnant with the stars,
prosperity flows through her,
silent, yet so vast.

Temple's sacred core,
sea and stars weave her wisdom—
eternal she stands.
In Malta and Gozo we have some of the oldest temples known, how they were built is still a mystery the rocks are so huge. And within or close by we find our Goddess of fertility the people must have worshipped her devoutly.
Emma
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Emma  F/Malta
(F/Malta)   
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