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Of the Pomegranate Grove Priestesshood
Sssssssssssssssss …… the snakes are dancing upon the Temple floor slithering gracefully as they hear the Mothers call …..
Will you come my sister will you come … again and dance, sing and chant … be anointed and taken into your core … and rest and play and learn again Her old ancient Lore … will you come my sister will you come? |
