paper witch
paper dreams began
a glitch
something uncanny
is afoot if
you are the witch
i should've
knocked the broom of
over
i refuse to
do it
will not berate
but will b-raid
your pleaching
b-roots preaching 16
hooves on
feast of lasting
days and fasts
of preying ways into ditches,
of praise
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