My bursting heart must find vent at my pen. — Abigail Adams
My bursting heart must find vent at my pen. — Abigail Adams
My bursting heart must find vent at my pen. — Abigail Adams
My bursting heart must find vent at my pen. — Abigail Adams
My bursting heart must find vent at my pen. — Abigail Adams
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My bursting heart must find vent at my pen.

— Abigail Adams
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