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5d
Oh cruel world, bring me a witch
with an ancient cap and a magic trick
who has seen the unseen, touched the untouched

Oh magic witch
cleanse my soul of this evil being
of this poured poison I never drank
this energy that draws them near
again and again
making me desirable to them and only them
they see me, trap me, torture me
caging me with soft hands that beat my soul behind my back

Oh magic witch
grant me a spell
of youth, of love, and mind-wealth
let beautiful saints be the only ones-
to see me, adore me, to be their breath
make me their breeze, their hush of light
the thought that eats their mind each night

Oh magic witch
have mercy , break this curse
free me from its binds
and grant me this one wish
to be easy to love
Written by
Ahlam  18/F
(18/F)   
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