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| I am a simple solitair I have no spiders nin my hair Nor do I cast the eveil spells That most think send a witch to hell I simply love all natures treasures And truly savor all her pleasures I stand and face the points alone As her great bounty I be shown I face the North and then the South I cast my circle thrice about I face the West and then the East I fear no man I hate no beast The wiccan law should guide everyone. Do what thou wilst let it harm none Sidonia |
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