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Recurring (Alternate)
The dreams
Stuck around for weeks
Every night
The same
Accused of witchcraft
Stand trial
Found guilty by my peers
Locked up, for a time
Will you repent?
I'm not guilty
Taken to a field
The funeral pyre is prepared
Tied to the stake
I'm soon alight
My screams echo
Until I'm no more
Stuck around for weeks
Every night
The same
Accused of witchcraft
Stand trial
Found guilty by my peers
Locked up, for a time
Will you repent?
I'm not guilty
Taken to a field
The funeral pyre is prepared
Tied to the stake
I'm soon alight
My screams echo
Until I'm no more
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