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May 2014
I cursed the devil to please my god
Such pleasure is merely a carnal facade
Behind my heart true evil stood
Behind the part of me that’s good
Do you believe you’re different
Do you believe you’re free
I believe there’s more
Than the eye can see..

The spiritual eye
Do you trust in sight
Believing in things
With all your might
I went blind
And woke in the dark
No longer believing
In Noah's Ark...
I still believe.
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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