One more jewel on the mantle
The fire blazes
Agates, silver, embroidery
All the chairs quiet like a mouse
Time pieces with smiles
Old money like a dirty rag
She waits for her dream
Fate operates with choice
Portrait of the wavering soul
Smooth bronze mirror
No assurance
Everything uneven
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