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Devil could not be God

If willing Their belief On almighty To relinquish And  from Their soul For lucifer Proffer A special dish, For a while, Devil will not be Unwilling to grant Sorcery and occultism Blindfolded fools The financial bonanza They gluttonously wish Or an earthly pleasure They die to relish. But at the height of Their self contentment, With a stab on the back With a sharp knife Satan will ramshackle his subject's life. Devil could Not be God However hard he play-acts When approached Ensconced on his abode.
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alem-hailu-gkristos
Published
Nov 3, 2015
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There are still people who go to witches and wizards and the like that have evolved changing faces

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#sorcery#occultism
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