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Kiersten WhiteJack shook his head. "Not one of my many talents, sadly. But if you have a cherry stem I can show you a really cool one.
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Kiersten WhiteWhat a lovely balance. Lend shows whatever he wants the world to see and you see through whatever the world wants to show you.
Kiersten WhiteI could have kisses like that for the rest of my life. Kisses that don't know who I am. Kisses that make me feel more and less than what I am. But my finger tap tap taps on my leg and reminds me that I am not who Adam thinks I am, and it makes me want to cry. It's not that I don't deserve his kiss. It's that the person I am can never really share a life, a soul, with the person he is.
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