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The goddess of nature, she was there for every last heart beat stilled. Droplet spilt upon mother earth, feeding an unquenchable thirst. Collecting every last breath, she never possessed, there last exhaling breath. But the warrior of the grass lands she gave respect. Never was one perfection of creation. Woven within the embrace to bring order to a chaos that haunts the tall grass.
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May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 5:37 PM UTC
Between The Tall Grasses
The goddess of nature, she was there for every last heart beat stilled. Droplet spilt upon mother earth, feeding an unquenchable thirst. Collecting every last breath, she never possessed, there last exhaling breath. But the warrior of the grass lands she gave respect. Never was one perfection of creation. Woven within the embrace to bring order to a chaos that haunts the tall grass.
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May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 5:37 PM UTC
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