THE COVEN

BY

NINA FULFORD

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I beat my wings against the sky;
The Coven said I’d never fly.
With Witches brew and Pentagram
My Warlock wispered, Yes, we can.
When dawn turned into rosy hue
I found I’d flown the world with you.





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Last modified on August 22,2005


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