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thoughts of light lead to a loss of sight blinded by the wants of a future out of reach yearning witch, outstretched hands for the sands of a time where she sings with the chime of the bells and not farewells until then comes she cries tears of green absinthe, head adorned with a crown of...

a quiet return to still waters, a silent prayer at nonexistent altars. a raven's croak, not bespoke. a crow's caw, not in awe. a witch in an old place made new again, a search made in vain. old friends to dust, athame in rust. one step, one pause. a house, hopefully home again. a purpose made...