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Mar 2015
Molten Mercury swallowed whole
Love is a crucible turning all things gold

Sunlight dancing on your dark still waters
Love needs no words only drawing in quarters

Perfectly one now, perfectly  blended ,
But what is left when love is ended?
Tinkerbell Smith
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Tinkerbell Smith  In the dark
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