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Sep 2018
A God’s man once said I’ll turn to gold, I’ll be forgiven for sins when i grow old. I’ll be named a dove when I am a crow, black feathers sheathed in innocence and a ****** to take the heaven’s. Of lies and tales form me a halo and the name of Lucifer.
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