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Real Magic

The Witch’s Dance

When we think of magic

It often needs a prop

A mystical wand, a catchy phrase

Or someone in a cloak

We learn that magic is not real

It is a parlor trick

Practiced by charlatans

For financial or political game

A world of science has shut magic out

For physics says it does not compute

And religion only allows for a distant magician

For humans are themselves only wretched sinners

They do not know that magic is not an equation

Needing to be solved and understood

Nor is magic a desperate prayer

Waiting for an answer from above, or not

Magic is a kiss that gladdens a person’s heart

A gentle touch that reassures that one is not alone

A smile that lightens a day of darkness

Giving strength so a soul can carry on

Magic is a smile that lasts the day

A song of joy

A glimpse of colour

And it is all real

Abracadabra!

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