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Come with me to walk the land and feel the flow of Imbolic. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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Fresh Tide of Spring

A rhyme of words for you in a row An idea crafted when fully in the know A slap and a hit of raw brutal truth A rhyme of a spell to lift off the roof Rusty am I of this rhyming verse Aimed to show that words can be a curse To Weave Words in jest, wrath and play Planting seeds of new thought in their way A web spun fine across the troll Hugging them close as you eat their soul Sinking in fangs deep and true Taking their essence as part of you You know I am feeding as you are reading this Yet that is not the point of taking the piss Words are a power several layers deep Magic is learnt and intention the leap <hr> Hosted on Acast. See <a style='color:grey;' target='_blank' rel='noopener noreferrer' href='https://acast.com/privacy'>acast.com/privacy</a> for more information.

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A rhyme of words for you in a row An idea crafted when fully in the know A slap and a hit of raw brutal truth A rhyme of a spell to lift off the roof Rusty am I of this rhyming verse Aimed to show that words can be a curse To Weave Words in jest, wrath and play Planting seeds of new thought in their way A web spun fine across the troll Hugging them close as you eat their soul Sinking in fangs deep and true Taking their essence as part of you You know I am feeding as you are reading this Yet that is not the point of taking the piss Words are a power several layers deep Magic is learnt and intention the leap Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

A rhyme of words for you in a row An idea crafted when fully in the know A slap and a hit of raw brutal truth A rhyme of a spell to lift off the roof Rusty am I of this rhyming verse Aimed to show that words can be a curse To Weave Words in jest, wrath and play Planting seeds of new thought in their way A web spun fine across the troll Hugging them close as you eat their soul Sinking in fangs deep and true Taking their essence as part of you You know I am feeding as you are reading this Yet that is not the point of taking the piss Words are a power several layers deep Magic is learnt and intention the leap Hosted on Acast. See <a href="https://acast.com/privacy" rel="noopener noreferrer">acast.com/privacy</a> for more information.

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