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But Where Is "He" Now?

I beg of you to lift me-

High above the barricades.

To where your betrothal is not prematurely aborted, but blossoms.

The established world has its limitations.

But the existence of danger takes us beyond boundaries-

To touch the castle in the clouds.

Howbeit we may tumble about the mist at His will.

-Our allure will cause no mercy.

For even God thought the Devil beautiful moments before He cast Him out.

Though I am no Lucifer, I am a dreamer.

And it is said-

That at one point even the Devil dreamed of his own alcazar-

Among Him.

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cassierose
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Dec 4, 2012
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