Helplessness was the one true fountain of youth. — Lydia Millet, Sweet Lamb of Heaven
Helplessness was the one true fountain of youth. — Lydia Millet, Sweet Lamb of Heaven
Helplessness was the one true fountain of youth. — Lydia Millet, Sweet Lamb of Heaven
Helplessness was the one true fountain of youth. — Lydia Millet, Sweet Lamb of Heaven
Helplessness was the one true fountain of youth. — Lydia Millet, Sweet Lamb of Heaven
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Helplessness was the one true fountain of youth.

— Lydia Millet, Sweet Lamb of Heaven
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