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Immortal Thirst on Hallows Eve

O' juju wand; my supple twig of charm,
stir deep within the womb of Hecate.

Lift the malevolent mask, Great Drone,
touch beyond the philosopher's stone.

'Neath Erebus, I carve impetus verse;
calling forth thy vexed, immortal thirst.

Pull the shadows back, meet thy gaze,
meld within my dark enclave.

Where gossamer threads secure the key;
and traverse the welkin of energy.

Syphon slow the mead of a woven cento.
Besiege, the enmossed Mistress of Erato.

Loose thy tongue, and unfurl thy scribe,
wiln for the magick born inside.

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