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Spell book opens, once again
Glows in a fiery orange flame
Speaks to me, calling, a name
Who is it, I begin to obsess?
Has it come, for me, to possess?
A spark of desire, from within
Incantations, will now, begin
I watch, the fire, burning bright
Embers seeking, in mid-flight
Touch my skin, no burn I feel
Awaken, but this, was oh so real!
Sky is red, beyond the pane
Spell book closes, once again
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Owwww loved getting the chill.
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Thanks so much! 😊
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Cool, feels like an incantation, I like it🙃
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Don’t drink the potion 😉
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Haha, I’ll have a bezoar with me🤭
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