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Miss
Feb 16th 2009, 12:16 AM
He needed her desperately, and there was no way of seeing her that morning. He paced up and down the room frantically like a caged animal. Nothing equallem her spiritual beauty. Her hands were stunning like a sublime idea. Her shadow on the wall of the hotel room was like the outline of her innocence. Her slip was stretched over her breast, as firmly and simply as linen on an embroidery frame.
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