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I am the witch in white
considered an inauspicious sight,
my vibrant being bleached till light,
my hopes and desires knotted tight.
I am the witch in white
widowed by a feudal fight,
spending a day so bright
like it were a moonless night.
I am the witch in white;
to freedom I have no right,
but I dream of a charming knight,
much to my heart’s delight.
I am the one you call the witch in white,
determined to use her might
to break free from this plight
and to soar the sky like a kite.
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