Though mountains melt and oceans burn,The gifts of love shall still return. — Rosamund Hodge, Cruel Beauty
Though mountains melt and oceans burn,The gifts of love shall still return. — Rosamund Hodge, Cruel Beauty
Though mountains melt and oceans burn,The gifts of love shall still return. — Rosamund Hodge, Cruel Beauty
Though mountains melt and oceans burn,The gifts of love shall still return. — Rosamund Hodge, Cruel Beauty
Though mountains melt and oceans burn,The gifts of love shall still return. — Rosamund Hodge, Cruel Beauty
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Though mountains melt and oceans burn,The gifts of love shall still return.

— Rosamund Hodge, Cruel Beauty
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