His hand fell lightly to her chest where her heart was 211 beating, almost tenderly. The assemblage which was gathered together was almost countless. She thought of how much she wanted to eat the foods she had once feasted on that now smelled as innocuous as spring flowers. . Put out your hand and bid me God-speed. She had imagined she had drowned them altogether.
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