lie to me: Crucible

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Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Crucible

You can never understand the power of a crucible until it's gone. I found it on the street today. Outside my apartment in the rain. A cufflink. I used to wear mine as a bracelet. It was the last gift you gave me - at least the last I have memory of - the last with meaning. A necklace. I wore too... Sign in to see full entry.

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