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Poetry What if all was beyond that,
Would there still be innocence?
I cannot live with such a thought,
It will surely break me apart.
Is nature itself innocent?
It's full of ravage and wrath.
But it is not evil nor good,
Being one with the Soul, not apart.
Magick is what once was lost,
To be discovered thereupon.
Magick is the key to knowledge,
To the Unknown and the Soul.
