Let there be spells,
For those who wish to use them.
Allow them the right to reclaim
Some perceived long lost power,
That drives the mystic in them.
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Let their words stir life into bygone charms.
Leave them in peace to work the uncanny and unseen.
Whether real or only imagined,
Leave them to fan their enchanted fire.
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Grant them the joy of laying ghosts to rest,
Summoning the unseen to cast out evil spirits,
Ailments cured and wishes made whole,
Turning away the hauntings,
While quelling dark passions by revoking evil.
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Spells based on words.
Using poetic witchery and the rites of nature,
Accessing magic, both light and dark,
Both spoken and sung.
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Looking through the eternal, chanting secret words.
Finding dreams with jangling spells and charms.
Plucking at destiny’s web, righting past wrongs,
Incantations made without sound, dispelling troubled waters.
Giving vent to sorcery, while allowing fantasy to sway.
Pushing veils aside, parting shadows,
Despatching demons.
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Delving into forgotten arts, sharing celestial regions.
Courting the supernatural, undoing the mysterious.
Releasing ancient powers, exalting the essence of eternity
By returning to another time, but allowing sleeping spirits to slumber.
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If they mean no harm,
Wandering through celestial planes,
Finding manifestations in shadow,
Searching ageless realms,
Opening the treasured book,
Making signs and symbols,
Then, let there be spells.
