mythology
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Riding on the wings of a condor I returned home to lush green splendor to this mountain retreat I surrender. The sundial marking the time Inti showing only a reflection on the Earth Practicing the same ritual of being a priestess since birth. Fortress of agricultural riches Rainbow present at the marriage of the moon…
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I dreamed of Machu Picchu the voices of my ancestors calling to my soul evoking past life memories. Royalty, daughter of the sky standing by mama ocllo’s side. Constructed our masterpieces in stone Regal and adorned in gold. Our empire vast and wide We lived on top of the mountains civilization on the rise Inti…