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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
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Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 12:03 AM UTC
Little Witch Boy
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
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17/M/Somewhere, Mind
Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 12:03 AM UTC
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