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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Fogive me Mother, I have not forgotten your grace, That saved me with your celestial light from the dark, I still stand ready to walk one day in your place, Still ready for the training I will need before this path I embark, The rain still decends and with the worlds tears, it cleanses my soul, I pray for it to come, chant to you my song, and wonder why it will not fall, The earth still shares with me, and I learn from all that it knows, If only dearest Goddess you would listen to my calls, Dearest mother, after which I am named, do not take from me your gifts, The war readys near and you have not time enough, to find a new leader for us, I still walk your path as your namesake, Ma'mam I swear, I have not forgotten this, Without your guidence I am lost and in distress, Show me forgiveness, oh my dearest Mother that I bless... Forgive me my father, I have not forgotten your warmth, That gave me life, through your brilliant light, And saved me from the dead, cold dark, I still stand ready, as your child warrior of white, The wind still whispers to me ancient tales, I pray for the dreams and yet I cannot tell why they wont retain, The fire still burns bright within the sky, and I follow its ember trails, Dearest God, without your guidence I will fall in pain, Oh Father, do not steal your visions from me, Without them I cannot see, and my Guides and I cannot talk and agree, We send to thee, oh Father, an offering of sweet petal potpourri, Do not revoke me for I am one of those chosen three, Show me forgiveness, oh my dearest Father, and I shall act as your emcee...
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