Desire grows by what it feeds on. — L.M. Montgomery, Chronicles of Avonlea
Desire grows by what it feeds on. — L.M. Montgomery, Chronicles of Avonlea
Desire grows by what it feeds on. — L.M. Montgomery, Chronicles of Avonlea
Desire grows by what it feeds on. — L.M. Montgomery, Chronicles of Avonlea
Desire grows by what it feeds on. — L.M. Montgomery, Chronicles of Avonlea
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Desire grows by what it feeds on.

— L.M. Montgomery, Chronicles of Avonlea
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