Gold luck charm don’t always make good,
The metal in her hands rusted where the joints
Grate and scrape; I rub them, but she says,
The fire’s gone and her time is coming.
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Gold luck charm don’t always make good,
The metal in her hands rusted where the joints
Grate and scrape; I rub them, but she says,
The fire’s gone and her time is coming.