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Aug. 16, 2019, 1:10 p.m.

Current Joys - A Different Age


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we are the decendents of the witches you burned
we have the brooms of the witches you burned
the soul of the witches you burned is not lost
we are the smile of witches you burned

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yell and shout
under the clouds
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we are the smile of witches you burned
the soul of the witches you burned is not lost
we have the brooms of the witches you burned
we are the decendents of the witches you burned
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