Amazing grace, how sweet the earth
That formed a witch like me
I once was burned, but now I thrive
Was hanged but now I sing
'Twas grace that drew down the moon
And grace that raised the sea
The magick of the people's will
Will set our Mother free!
Rest in peace, Margot. Who is remembered, lives. May your memory always be a blessing.
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Related post: Margot Adler's "Amazing Grace," without shame
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