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I Couldn't Understand A Sense Of Unease That Multiplied Until I Could Hear My Heart Beating.

-Truman Capote

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I Couldn't Understand A Sense Of Unease

Truman Capote

I Couldn't Understand A Sense Of Unease That Multiplied Until I Could Hear My Heart Beating.

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