letra de populationwords - th3 ay3s
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cauldron bubbling, spells in the air
moonlit whispers, secrets we share
witches’ brew, magic so rare
in the night, we dance without a care
potions brewing, under the moon’s light
casting spells to make things right
witchcraft power, strong and bright
in our circle, we own the night
stars aligning, energy flows
through the forest where magic grows
with broomsticks high and spirits close
we embrace our craft and all it bestows
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