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pixie juice
winter
sun and
solstice witchery
a grin for a moon
and eyes as stars
ice cubes jingle in my glass
pixie juice and bitter joy, ignite to flame
an awakened memory of a broken fate.
sun and
solstice witchery
a grin for a moon
and eyes as stars
ice cubes jingle in my glass
pixie juice and bitter joy, ignite to flame
an awakened memory of a broken fate.
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