Spells

Burning Hunter’s Moon;
You can feel magick,
taste it in the air; 
Radiating glow
manifestation; 

Words repeated 
chasing darkness,  
such a thin veil 
power within; 

Amplified
boomerang 
back to me; 

Return 
welcome 

spells.
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