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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?
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Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 7:18 PM UTC
The crucible
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?
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Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 7:18 PM UTC
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