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Maybe my soul committed such a sin to choose for you till beyond the grave.But even if I’d just had one second with you, damn straight I’ll do it again.
Deze gebruiker is al geruime tijd niet meer langsgeweest en staat derhalve op non-actief.
NaamAnja
WoonplaatsHardenberg (Overijssel)
LandNederland 🇳🇱
BeroepBinnenhuisarchitectuur
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Lid sinds8 maart 2006 12:20
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Laatst hier4 oktober 2011 18:49
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Bide the Wiccan, law ye must,
In perfect love and perfect trust.

Live and let live,
Fairly take and fairly give.

Cast the circle thrice about,
To keep the evil spirits out.

To bind the spell everytime,
Let the spell be spoken in rhyme.

Soft of eyes, and light of touch,
Speak ye little, listen much.

Deosil go by the waxing moon,
Chanting out the witches rune.

Widdershins go by the waning moon,
Chanting out the banning rune.

When the Lady’s moon is new,
Kiss ye hand to her, times to.

When the moon rides at her peak,
When ye heart desire seak.

Heed the north winds mighty gale,
Lock the door and drop the sail.

When the wind comes from the south,
Love will kiss thee on the mouth.

When the wind blows from the west,
Departed souls will have no rest.

When the wind blows from the east,
Expect the new and set the feast.

Nine woods in the cauldron go,
Burn them fast and burn them slow.

Elder be the Lady’s tree,
Burn it not or cursed thou be.

When the weel begins to turn,
Soon the Beltane fires burn.

When the weel has turned to Yule,
Light the logs and Horned one rules.

Heed the flower, bush and tree,
By the Lady, blessed be.

When the rippling waters go,
Cast a stone and truth you’ll know.

When you have a true need,
Hearken not to others greed.

Witch a fool no season spend,
Lest ye be counted as his friend.

Merry meet and merry part,
Bright the cheeks and warm the heart.

Mind a threefold law you should,
Three times bad and three times good.

When misfortune is anow,
Wear the blue star on thy brow.

True in love ever be,
Lest thy lovers false to thee.

Eight words the Wiccan law fulfill:
“An harm ye none, do as you will!







respect me when I am .............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. dying







You'll have me suicidal

when you'll say it's over..







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Luctor et emergo
Vivat, erescat floreat