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In the land of Hocus- Ppocus , I saw a Witch with an emerald  green bubbling  potion in an ash grey cauldron. 


In the land of Hocus – Pocus   I heard the crying of a tall brown tree from the loss of its mother.


In the land of Hocus -Pocus  I felt the feathers of a red,fluffy bird that felt like Marshmellows .



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