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Bay Leaves

Bright moonlight reflects on my bay leaves,

my dark eyes are shining,

as I write wishes on nature’s body,

my heart, full of hope,

and the night, full of possibilities.

A fun little fox is my right hand witch,

pawing at the floor as I call to the sky.

I’m a patient Princess,

drinking honey in the dark,

waiting for the world to catch up to my ambitions.

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