A murder of crows flying high,
Some crows perched on branches high,
Viewing a witches dance below,
Round and round they prance,
Chanting words thrown to the wind,
Carried far as the ritual begins,
A spell is cast,
Now the act will be told,
Dawn To Dusk
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It's a kind of magic, As the magician cast a spell, Enchanting words, The Sorcerer said, In a rhythmic sound, Air is cracking, The spell...
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