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  • We form the circle, raise the power
    on the stroke of the witching hour
    we walk with the living, speak with the dead
    for we are Pagan, born and bred.

    Beneath the silvery Luna light
    we dance the web in the dark of night
    by the creed we follow the call
    for we are Pagan, one and all.

    We hail the old ones and their ways
    our lives guided by the book of days
    as we merry meet and merry part
    we are Pagan, from the heart.
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