Gazing upon the inevitable soccer field of human emotion; Devotion; stands alone on the sidelines of posterity. It cannot be seen with the eye; or seized with the hand; but peel away the ever changing; chromeplated; vinyilized skin of obscurity; and there. . . There it is; as perpetually melodic as the bosom of mother nature herself; yet: quiet as unlit dynamite - Motionlessly waiting to perform the one and only purpose of its hundred watted existence; and that is; to serve. It is said that devotion cannot be bought or sold. We happen to think differently.
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