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There is an owl

Looking through the windows

Its eyes are deep

As a frozen abyss

You've got no choice

You have been enchanted

Its voice resounds

Loudly in your mind

The owl leads you

Towards a dark forest

Towards a fire

That shimmers in the mist

Some old weird witches

Are waiting in a circle

They're laughing and dancing

In the night

Cursed to evil