He who writes is the martyr, seen through the eyes of the unassuming doll. — A.K. Kuykendall, The Possession
He who writes is the martyr, seen through the eyes of the unassuming doll. — A.K. Kuykendall, The Possession
He who writes is the martyr, seen through the eyes of the unassuming doll. — A.K. Kuykendall, The Possession
He who writes is the martyr, seen through the eyes of the unassuming doll. — A.K. Kuykendall, The Possession
He who writes is the martyr, seen through the eyes of the unassuming doll. — A.K. Kuykendall, The Possession
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He who writes is the martyr, seen through the eyes of the unassuming doll.

— A.K. Kuykendall, The Possession
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