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Baphomet


Baphomet golden boy of Christ ye whom the

darkness of my night my solar and lunar eclipse "

O my lord ye whom lights my way in darkness o're

I love you , break free from the ones that hold make them 

run make them run for your my gun O master when will I 

see you face to face o're time sucks when I'm having to wait

on your for I'm in love with you and I'm almost 30 and I don't know

how long you expect me to wait o're I have a nickname for you and 

it's shadowdjinn I want our story to begin.

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