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Strange Magic After Midnight

In the early morning hours at the break of the new day Is ‘The witching hour”, it’s a magical time, they say A time where the veil between worlds becomes thin, Allowing you the ability to go deeper within Making it easier to connect with those on the other side A time where the shadows come out from where they hide A time when a witch performs her ceremonial rite When the sky is dark and the full moon is shining bright A time when strange magic can and will occur Its a time that witches and warlocks prefer To conjure and manifest the needed things Creating a reality which came from their dreams So within the wee hours, next time when you are lying awake Remember that strange magic is what you could make.

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