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Hocus Pocus
Olde flames
Mere dreams
Sparks poppin
Crackling
Into the skies
Nighttime dreams
Of the wiser and why
Fires of night
Bottled up wishers,
-the own of ghost genie surprise
Never reach
Cosmo skies
Nothing grows within of the flame
Born of
Hotbed lies
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