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The Witches' Hour

by @MessageintheSky

Oh, the witches, they cackle; Oh, the witches, they fly! Soaring through the starry night sky With their long cloaks flapping And their black cats yowling The witches are a-fly tonight.
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MessageintheSky
27 / Non-binary
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Written by
MessageintheSky
27 / Non-binary
Published
Mar 10, 2016
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1m
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this is a really old poem that I wrote almost ten years ago, one of the first real poems I ever wrote. I was trying to think of what to submit for the Cicada magazine monthly contest, and this popped into my head. I don’t know how I still remember all of it word-for-word. I guess it helps that it’s short, and that it was one of my favorite poems.

I may have already posted this on here, but I don’t remember, so I’m posting it again just in case it isn’t already posted.

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