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"Liesel, clinging fiercely to life, studies and obeys him as intently as a lion its trainer. She apprehends and measures every mood that rises and ebbs in the dark wastes of his hungering heart."
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brighten the corners
dying does not meet my expectations
10 December 2011 @ 05:28 am
depressed08 December 2011 @ 10:03 pm
"He picks her up in his arms, weeping. Her brown hair streams backwards against her white body. She is his rabbit, once again his murdered love."
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