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Oct 2018
Little witch boy
Dancing near the fire
Your golden hair
Couldnt shine any brighter

Little witch boy
Playing in the west sea
You watch the tide pools
Magic only you can see

Little witch boy
Walking through the trees
The spells you cast
Let you hear the leaves

Little witch boy
Raised by a coven
Your heart is warm
Like a *** belly oven

Little witch boy
Now you've grown
And your magic is strong
You know what you own

Little witch boy
What will you do
Lead your life
Or let darkness come for you
Being raised by a seaside coven gives you an interesting attitude towards life
Merwin Nikad
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Merwin Nikad  17/M/Somewhere, Mind
(17/M/Somewhere, Mind)   
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