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Wednesday, February 23, 2005
The moon is full, The night is warm, To the rhythm of life I dance with abandon. She fills my heart With Her silvery light, And warms my soul with love. I've come this night to honor Her, In all Her many forms. It is She, Who calls me forth, Revealing magicks, yet unknown
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