Every heart, it have its own ache. — Lynn Cullen, The Creation of Eve
Every heart, it have its own ache. — Lynn Cullen, The Creation of Eve
Every heart, it have its own ache. — Lynn Cullen, The Creation of Eve
Every heart, it have its own ache. — Lynn Cullen, The Creation of Eve
Every heart, it have its own ache. — Lynn Cullen, The Creation of Eve
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Every heart, it have its own ache.

— Lynn Cullen, The Creation of Eve
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