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Witch Hunt

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Forego thy demons, none would be found here Such guile belies the pleasure of the young Until thy trials should rise of fact, not fear, so will thy measure see the pious hung ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• 06/08/2018

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Date: 6/16/2018 10:22:00 AM
Congrats on your win, Lycia.
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Date: 6/14/2018 8:50:00 PM
Wonderful write, Lycia !:-) Congratulations on your win! Hugs Eve ~’*
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Date: 6/13/2018 7:20:00 AM
- Congratulations on your little rhyme poem, Lycia :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Lycia Harding
Date: 6/14/2018 8:45:00 AM
Hi Anne-Lise, thank you! xoxo
Date: 6/13/2018 7:10:00 AM
Well said Lycia!! Congratulations on your placement in the contest..
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Lycia Harding
Date: 6/14/2018 8:36:00 AM
Thank you, Si. Fun contest, do another one! xoxo
Date: 6/8/2018 11:28:00 AM
Many a true word, as they say, well expressed, and I know it still happens, not the hanging part though, well not in the UK.
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Lycia Harding
Date: 6/8/2018 11:17:00 PM
Thank you, Mick! xoxo