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Aug 2016
Though some with strict Gods say I lay in a sin
I am gladly wrapped in it
Washed with the blood of the non crucified masses
Who say we are the Sun and Moon
Never to be seen in the same day
But when I lay
Oh when I lay with my lover
We are an eclipse
Shining bright darkness, we are
Beaux
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Beaux  TX
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