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Everything you gave to him you can call right back at whim. Regardless of physical closeness a summoned soul returns to her hostess. Some sections sullied if abandoned can bleed blackness where they landed. If a cleansing seems worthwhile you can try another style. The soul’s appendices when spent regenerate with love’s intent. Hues of blue that softly scatter soon can spectrum when we matter. Keep on crying to dry your well; keep on praying to bind your spell.
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Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 4:11 AM UTC
Queen Witch