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Unseen magic

Unseen magic

in a world where magic is unseen
dwell witchs cryptic and arcane
With their potions bubbling and cauldrons brewing,
They whisper secrets under the ethereal moon

They chant ancient spells under the moon's gentle glow.
They dance around fires, their laughter ringing,
Their power growing, the spirits singing,
Their whispers float on the night breeze.

Their eyes gleam with mischief and glee. 
They harness the power of nature.
With herbs and crystals in hand
Drawing energy from the mother earth

 Creating a tapestry of enchantments
 as the power of the elements bend to their will.
 With each incantation, the world comes alive,
beating with enchantments. 

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sparrowsong

Hello LC90024...

Welcome to Cosmo!

Weird...

They require material help?

I have never understood that really...

​​​​​​The real ones to me would be the ones who don't need Rocks, Stones, Tea Leaves, Coffee, Charts, Cards or a Globe?

It's strange too...

Some people can't tell a Story without a Teleprompter...

I didn't know that until it was recently proven...

I've never used one...

I had no idea...

Some people call it a...

Crutch?

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

​​​​​​sparrowsong

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Being Me

Sounds fun to me! I love your poem x

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