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The heart is the first organ which develops in embryo. Remember that, next time you have sworn off inspiration, or the marvels abounding in that speck of moonlight you swallowed on the day your heart met your mouth, and you … Continue reading

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It was the length of her longing, the startling pinkness and volume of its expenditure, that lent the moon its covetous curves and fringes, to be uncovered.  

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