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Red Berries
Are
you the witch? I said unto she.
Yes
I am the witch, she said unto me.
What
love can you show, making me free?
I
will share with you fruit, accept only me.
Can
you lead me to paradise, fill me with glee?
Come
close to my breast, say what you see.
I've
prayed for the wisdom, I'd learned happily,
Now
the witch I desired, comes running to me.
Have
I more to behold, 'neath this fine tree?
What
more form this witch, help me to be.
Said
she, in the morning who'd kiss tenderly,
I'll
be home with the stars, if you'll want to marry.
Of
course I do love, her light, superbly,
Became
all my dreams, 'pon the sand, 'neath the sea.
And
as the witch of the life, she brought to me,
She
shall carry my seed, from the heart to belly.
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