WICKED
Witches in the mist, come witness their wild magic:
Indigo familiars howl to the moon, tap dancing,
Cauldrons smoke and bubble blue, a beguiling glitter in the meadow air.
Knees and teeth flash in the silver light, clacking choruses summon the spell--
Eradicate daylight, freeze the full moon high on this All Hallows' Eve
Destined to never end.
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