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# When Love's scalpel  comes towards my beautiful Gloria--   she leans in to it What is it that makes  this one   believe at such a tremendous  cost to to herself and yet, so many others turn and run.. turn and hide? I was built-- from the ground,  up to help  hold ones such as yourself,  up as the bright   healing light   of loves ache dismantles  the intricacies  of our once-necessary, life-built   war machines.. yes, my beauty-- down to the very  core of  your  foundation, where you can finally   have the chance      to become  rebuilt: from the ground's  true bedrock, up #
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Mar 20, 2021
Mar 20, 2021 at 10:09 PM UTC
gloria.. in excelsis.
# When Love's scalpel  comes towards my beautiful Gloria--   she leans in to it What is it that makes  this one   believe at such a tremendous  cost to to herself and yet, so many others turn and run.. turn and hide? I was built-- from the ground,  up to help  hold ones such as yourself,  up as the bright   healing light   of loves ache dismantles  the intricacies  of our once-necessary, life-built   war machines.. yes, my beauty-- down to the very  core of  your  foundation, where you can finally   have the chance      to become  rebuilt: from the ground's  true bedrock, up #
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Mar 20, 2021
Mar 20, 2021 at 10:09 PM UTC
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