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The White Witch
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Ice, Frost, Cold, Winter The never ending winter
from the white witch
who reigns supreme
overtaking all green
No color right but white,
her frost never allowed to truly thaw;
pelted by her snow everyday
you hide away deep within your cave
hoping to escape thine mistresses rage
But no place where you can truly ever go that she
does not know,
no place you can find that will ever be warm enough
where her cold will not tresspass
For she is all,
and she is goddess
And all those who defy her will,
shall be turned into stone
Because when you cross the white witch
it is you that she owns
