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Apr 2019
Three candles burning in the dark
Beneath a great oak tree
In a triangle
The same spark
Set fire to all three

Each candle held a symbol
Which was writ on it in red
With the rhythm of a tymbal
A soft voice came down and said

By the Moon and Earth and Sun
Let these three melt into one
By the Sun and Earth and Moon
Let these three become triune
Written by
Ciel Noir
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