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Oct 2010
I am of the wind
my dark hair flowing
whirling and twirling
as the power is growing

I am of the moon
to tempt and to charm
to light up your darkness
as you lay in my arms

I am of the night
the starlight dwells in my eyes
make a good wish
you might get a suprise

I am the mystic
mystery my home
the darkness my blanket
my love
the unknown
Written by
Angela
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