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Nov 2015
They gathered together that night
Around the table beneath the moonlight
Five witches of the highest order
Plotting the demise of the sisters of light

With couldrens burning and potions making
The witches cackled and screamed
For tonight they will pay
The good sisters we slay and darkness shall be queen

Bluebells bent and swayed in the
Light which they bathed
Of the good sisters of the day
Whom life meant right was right
And there was no night
Only sunshine forever they prayed

As the wind gathered it's pace
They knew the witches misbehaved
So a spell of good love
Was made in a rush to turn all the hatred away

When the two coverns did meet
Spells fell at the feet of witches and angels alike
And when the light and the dark
Clashed in a screaming of barks
The dust settled and then

It seemed neither could win
And light wouldn't sin
And darkness couldn't feel light
So they both went away
Promised to stay
At opposite ends of the day

So that's why we have day and night
Sin
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