She steals my light away from me. My angel who was guarding me. Tell me, what draws you to that wicked witch. A deceitful raven of the night. Prowling and stealing, killing and lying. My darkness must now arise.
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mlowe5 says: The light; seek, ask, and knock on the spirit's door, and it...the light...will be given. ONE. PEACE AND LOVE. |
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