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Misread her intent Took her hand and led her into the murky waters Held her down and watched her blonde tendrils spread Called her Ophelia Noone cared to ask what she meant When she said death was fulfillment
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Jan 7, 2017
Jan 7, 2017 at 4:49 AM UTC
-salem
Misread her intent Took her hand and led her into the murky waters Held her down and watched her blonde tendrils spread Called her Ophelia Noone cared to ask what she meant When she said death was fulfillment
to my pagan sisters, with love. thank you for sharing your magic with me
hope-e
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Jan 7, 2017
Jan 7, 2017 at 4:49 AM UTC
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