I hold your death in my hands, and that's OK. Ghosts and devils and rabbits... oh my! Take off your glove, and let the spirit out of the jar. It's here to stay. They all dance around your head and on your table. I will say No to all that does not align, and I will welcome the spark that hides behind it. My home is in your heart, and my heart rides on the coattails of one of these spirits. Magic can be dark or light... Magic can be contained or released. Magic can be inside or out. It's all here. It's all laid out on the table. I'll get dressed up together with you, and I will take you to my church on Sunday. Let's hold hands and go together.
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