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This article was entered into a writing contest and won first prize. Why am I a Witch? By Iriseyes In the morning the sun peeks threw the windows of my house filling it with the first breath of magick. The Deities send us loving care each moment of the day. As I get up in the morning I feel the energy swirling around my body as if my insides are an electric company’s generator. The morning kiss…