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The Enchantress


Come hither my cats,

let me sing you

a lullaby.

Sleep in my arms,

lay in the bed of

lavender.

Listen to the song

of sleep, and let

it linger in your ears.

The night has come

my sweet kittens,

so come with me

into the misty

dark of the magic 

forest.

No longer bear 

witness to the harsh

world.

Lay beside me on my

seat of orchids.

And I will let your

dreams come true,

I am the Enchantress,

my feline friends,

I can make 

fantasy reality

I can make

lust love

I can make 

fire water.

So my little friends,

what say you?

Will you accompany 

me to the other

side?

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From Wyoming living in Washington. Just graduated High School and now attending University. I grew up on a ranch and in a dinner theatre, I write, read, act, play, sing, and basically anything I'm willing to try.

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kaybird99
<p>Cats huh. And flowers. Pretty.</p>

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