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Witches have no choice about
being witches, they just are...
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“I thought I was going to die, but I didn’t, and she, she did.”
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“It won’t happen to me, Mommy.”
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Caution. This story contains graphic violence.
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The moon rose empty, a bad sign...
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The dynamics of interpersonal relationships.
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To cast a spell, a fire, the crackle and hiss; you cannot steal
anything; you cannot give anything away...
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where the tequila is warm and the writing, cold.
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I chuckle, wondering what the color of broken hearts
is...
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For all the gossips in this lovely world!
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