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For a time I didn't know we'd ever find you. She pulled at his tee shirt again, wishing to feel his naked chest upon hers. I miss them so. "My son," she murmured, wringing her hands piteously—, "my son the companion of thieves! My son in Jonathan Wild's power! It cannot be. "I've been deceived by false information. No tricks would serve. She hesitated, and for a moment thought of omitting her second verse altogether.
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