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You loved my voice,
so much you visited me every midnight to hear my high notes,
so much you would ask me to sing all your favorite songs all night long.

However, whenever you do that, you always find tiny bloody needle marks on every single inch of your skin, leaves you wondering where did you all get that.

—witches don't sing, they curse.

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