Title: This Ring. Author: supineplath
And with this ring, I thee wed. It is something I have contemplated, you may have said. Years from now when we're all settled down, years from now when no one else is around. But you gave me this ring, a ring of a different kind, "just one to keep me on your mind", and it is this ring, this ring has ruined everything. Comments on "This Ring."
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