I have been in hiding.
My craft has been mocked.
I have been ridiculed.
But today I met the Devil.
And he has implored that I practice again.
So I am here to call myself out.
I am the Witch.
I empower myself.
I control and expand the forces of life.
Me and my Devil will live our peace.
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Poetry of thought
PoetryPoems and aspirations of my mind. Sometimes short stories [Not constantly updated]
