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“I have a habit of setting myself on fire to keep other people warm” she admitted with her hands in her lap and eyes towards the floor at that moment he smiled took out a book of matches and handed them to her
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Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 10:41 AM UTC
You knew what you were doing
“I have a habit of setting myself on fire to keep other people warm” she admitted with her hands in her lap and eyes towards the floor at that moment he smiled took out a book of matches and handed them to her
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Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 10:41 AM UTC
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