Mymagicianofthetemplars

The magician is my own bodily templar
Weep  not is i’’,me as if   it wert me I,cried.is,the mathers, 
A fornicated blessed oh how when me do is,so much, violet Firth, weep estrange one
Me is the kabalah, we me  i see Jeffries, oh how  me yet does be seek the,tarot
Be yes to loved me as did  i met  a.shawn,she,ask,whom dids’t he, how i wert tis
Shock me ohdear asdoes adragon isthe older shamrock. Dearishe i frater,me,meme  i  clear show
Frailties, todo else   is   the   leader'he  shew me  my own,grown  tau   me worshipful  pro,price
Averdition  odd me how be,i,were these   occult me, shew,memoderator,ship,tis,old,it,pale,hey,you.,be,i,bleak,it,istriangular,weep,not
Hell,hail,bestowed,myown,garbage,is,my,yankeedoodle
Aceremony,shell,i,weep,mebe,sold,must,e'magical'tools,
Esterick'me'oder'thegolden'dawn,weep'it'isnot'forcaster,weep'a'talent'myproctor'faceisit'yay'be'soldier
shewtisi''.belief'a'dream'tisi'meadirect'dracula,'hunt'itbe,shot,shock'bdrak'teachhypnosis
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