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Magyk

Magyk

 

I had a book all full of spells

Where childhood magic

Weaved its way

Between the yellowed pages

 

Where dragon’s breath

Set woodland glades alight

And lost children danced

With the frightened and the fey

 

The teeth of angry wolves

Chewed at the edges

Whilst chattering little demons

Clawed along your spine

 

Strange apples fell from wizene...

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