열다섯

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Witches treasure the
grounds at which their
ancestors were consecrated.
Their source of power is
immeasurable when in
such places, you would
be a fool to dare them at
such places. It would be
foolish to threaten them at
any time in particular.
Likewise a woman, we don't
fight for ourselves. We fight
for fallen heroes, survivors
who are still trapped in their
predicament and above all,
our future. So what makes
you think we are alone? The
wails of our kindred is our
driving force.

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The journey ends here. Thank you for embarking on it with me. I hope it was worthwhile. If  you want to read more of my poems, check out my profile. 💙

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