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They say idle hands are the devil's playthings and I understand.  I touched a blossom and wiped it dry.
I felt the moon screaming in the background.  
She ate of leaves and poppy seeds and told me a secret:
There's no such thing as sin, so do as Aleister said, and do what thou wilst.  
So we climbed into ourselves, and what did we find?  
We are purest with our absence of light, led only by the insane moon- the one that told me a secret:  There's no such thing as sin, so do as Aleister said, and do what thou wilst.  
When the snakes call your name, float on the seeds of the apple, for the turth shall set you free.  
Just be, for what is there to lose but your soul?
Let's dance around and do what we want.  
Speak of the devil and do what thou wilst.
Part 2 to Speak of the Devil.
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