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“And he, this reborn thing made of hunger and memory, sank to his knees, her joy still warm in his mouth.” — Gail Waterhouse
And he, this reborn thing made of hunger and memory, sank to his knees, her joy still warm in his mouth.
“And he, this reborn thing made of hunger and memory, sank to his knees, her joy still warm in his mouth.” — Gail Waterhouse