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A spooky poem for the spirits of yore. The Crimson Brew Beneath the trees where shadows creep, Two witches woke the woods from sleep. Their cauldron churned with spite and flame, And whispered low each cursed name. They stirred in venom, grief, and bone, A tongue of ash, a lover’s moan. The forest bowed, the air grew red, As darkness crowned the day instead. The sky then bled, the stars took flight, The moon recoiled from burning light. The village prayed, but prayers were few, When dawn arose in crimson hue. Two witches laughed, their work was through, The heavens stained by what they brew. And still each year when night turns red, They wake the sky, and raise the dead. Floras

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