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Love drains you, takes with it much of your blood sugar and water weight. You are like a house slowly losing its electricity, the fans slowing, the lights dimming and flickering the clocks stop and go and stop.

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Lorrie Moore
Age: 67
Born: 1957
Born: January 13
Faculty Member
Novelist
Writer
Glens Falls
New York
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Blood
Electricity
Takes
Lights
Stop
Sugar
Water
Slowly
House
Clock
Flickering
Light
Weight
Clocks
Much
Losing
Slowing
Love
Fans
Drains

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