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The witches were howling with the moon last night,
lamenting their sorrows, accepting their plight,
calling for compassion from the gods who her heart rules,
who lend love as the light in her eyes, where her tears pool.
The truth is all that matters, it’s the clarity of heart,
the intentions of your breath onto others you impart,
in the silence of the night, feel the pain in those around you,
free their power, feel it lift you, that’s the calling of this moon.