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At the stroke of midnight (Supposedly the time when Witches with pointed hats Fly on ancient brooms In the dark sky) I feel a chill run down my spine A new energy filling me up And a sense of belonging to another world...

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Apr 4, 2018

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Tags: #witchy #midnight #spooky

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