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I understand now when they say he spoke with a silver tongue. His words flowed from his lips like beads of mercury, mesmerizingly beautiful, but toxic nonetheless.
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Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 11:55 PM UTC
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I understand now when they say he spoke with a silver tongue. His words flowed from his lips like beads of mercury, mesmerizingly beautiful, but toxic nonetheless.
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Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 11:55 PM UTC
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