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But those hands are cold despite the glowing heat from the proximal heart next to them and the comfort of tangible happiness. Extemities are irrelevant until quakes threaten the calm and demand immediate changes and rescue response Still, the body is quiet and warm...
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Mar 9, 2013
Mar 9, 2013 at 7:29 AM UTC
Cold Hands
But those hands are cold despite the glowing heat from the proximal heart next to them and the comfort of tangible happiness. Extemities are irrelevant until quakes threaten the calm and demand immediate changes and rescue response Still, the body is quiet and warm...
patricia-drake
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Mar 9, 2013
Mar 9, 2013 at 7:29 AM UTC
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