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My heart shifted a little in my chest it seemed to swell and beat against my bones until I couldn't hear.

Ann Aguirre

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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Ellen Connor
Ava Gray
Hear
Shifted
Littles
Chest
Little
Chests
Heart
Beat
Bones
Seemed
Beats
Couldn
Swell

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