Circle
I released the ring from its restraint
Now the power can relate
To needs that must be met
The genie’s mine by fate decreed
I wear the ring like wand in hand
Ply my power on shifting sands
Time renewed by written word
To wake the ancient magi
From their sleep
To bring old legends back to life
Fairy tales old and new
Written secrets on angels’ wings
That tell you what to do
And do it well
To cast a spell for good or ill
Remember this, ill returns to sender
A threefold bite that hurts…
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