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Henry closed his eyes and imagined the sweet petulant woundedness with which she had stared at him on the beach. He felt a little proud that she could love him.

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Anna Godbersen
Age: 44
Born: 1980
Born: April 10
Writer
Berkeley
California
Eye
Henry
Felt
Imagined
Littles
Closed
Little
Lust
Love
Beach
Sweet
Proud
Petulant
Eyes
Stared

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