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Feb 2019
Walk through walls where nothing is flawed.
Walk because there is no door.
Ask the lips of golden ire to start the sacrificial fire.
Ask because you are desire.

Lye with foes with shining ******.
Lye because that is the door.
Look for planes where man gets slain.
Look because you are The Flame.
*النار = Alnaar, The Fire, *One of the Arabic terms for Hell*
Chris
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