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The Secret

Dirt hills, bubbling in fox dens,
If the angels have fallen, why
shouldn’t everything else, I would
advise having the presence of mind
to make paradise of parallel

Universe.

As you participate in the great-game
of so called fate.
Taking shape/taking form.
An avatar, so sworn.

Or.

A magical scroll
unfolds
in
the soul: With the secret.
Written by Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)
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