Little witch what do you see
in the swirling leaves of tea?
Is it time, is it me or
some yet unknown destiny?
What magic potion can you brew,
what works of wonder can you do,
what webs of mystery can you spin
to snare and bind and hold me in?
Shall I too then cast a spell to
snare and bind and hold you well?
Or shall we go our separate ways
and search and seek out all our days
the magic that we hope will heal
and give us hope to make us feel
all those things we thought were gone forever?
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