Egyptian Mythology

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Oh to be like Echo, Always calling out but never heard. To be like Midas, Always reaching out but never touched. To be like Medusa,
Nicole by the river, that's Nicole by the river. Oh how she made the man shiver. She yelled, shouted, and pouted, even tried re-routing. But he sat there recounting. So by the river she walked, scowling.
Surely he is as he always been, flying between the crowded bend. The people lift their eyes as he knew they would, To see his Beautiful wings, his Delighted beak He loves the attention, craves it you see.
Sekhmet Captain of the Ridgeview Lion's soccer team Every game ended the same Red tooth and clawed  And the crowd would erupt and applaud   Tonight was the championship game
Bound to her mortal plane The immortal omniscient was going insane Her lust for freedom was robust Two in one Different but the same Amun or Amunet The power of two could unleash hell
Hathor is the Goddess of many things, Of love and femininity and music and cosmetics and jewels and metal and mines and protection and sustenance and joy; She lives now in the beauty vloggers, And Instagram models;
Once upon a time (not as far as you’d believe), they would have called me a monster--- a “griffe” half-eagle, half-lion. A quarter of me here,
The Weight of My Heart. By: Jordan Myrick
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