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      <description>Made with joy</description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"When she abandoned herself, a little whispered word escaped her slightly parted lips. She said it over and over under her breath: "free, free, free!" The vacant stare and the look of terror that had followed went from her eyes. They stayed keen and bright. Her pulse beat fast, and the coursing blood warmed and relaxed every inch of her body."<br>&nbsp;ehS</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless, except when a sob came up in her throat and shook her, as a child who has cried itself to sleep continues to sob in its dream."&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Her fancy was running riot along those days ahead of her.&nbsp; Spring days, and summer days, and all sorts of days that would be her own.&nbsp; She breathed a quick prayer that life might be long.&nbsp; It was only yesterday she had thought with a shudder that life might be long. "<br>*fancy means imagination</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"She arose at length and opened the door to her sister's importunities. There was feverish triumph in her eyes, and she carried herself unwittingly like a <a href="https://susannagalanis1.wordpress.com/2011/10/31/nike-winged-goddess-of-victory/"><mark>goddess of Victory.</mark></a>&nbsp; She clasped her sister's waist, and together they descended the stairs."<br>*importunities means&nbsp; to plea or to beg&nbsp;<br>*unwittingly means unintentionally. </div>]]></description>
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