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His lashes, fluttered like butterfly wings. I could've made you happy, dove. You did, I whispered

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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
Wings
Happy
Made
Like
Fluttered
Lashes
Dove
Whispered
Butterfly

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