When Witches Go Riding and Black Cats Are Seen: The Moon Laughs and Whispers Tis Halloween 🧡🖤🎃🎃🐾🐾🐾🐾🎃🎃🧡
Go to Sleep, Darlings... “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields It covers them snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, Go to Sleep, Darlings, till the summer comes again.” Lewis Carroll
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