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| thomas ronald west |  | 1. My Matriarch I trust without condition I serve without question I worship with adoration I lay down my life at her direction. Her demi-god, She creates in me One who nurtures and defends her children. Her lovemaking builds My transcendence. Her attention to my creation is; Generous, Healing, Sincere. Her presence decorates me. Her dignity honors me. Her faith is my sole reality. She may destroy me With a peculiar silence. | |
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