The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 130,Oplag 3–4Yale Literary Society, 1962 |
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... mind , filled up her thinness , her pinched face and skinny hands . It propelled her down the hall , past the tapestries which seemed very old indeed , on a rug which gave under each step , until she came to a doorway without a door ...
... mind , filled up her thinness , her pinched face and skinny hands . It propelled her down the hall , past the tapestries which seemed very old indeed , on a rug which gave under each step , until she came to a doorway without a door ...
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... mind , filled up her thinness , her pinched face and skinny hands . It propelled her down the hall , past the tapestries which seemed very old indeed , on a rug which gave under each step , until she came to a doorway without a door ...
... mind , filled up her thinness , her pinched face and skinny hands . It propelled her down the hall , past the tapestries which seemed very old indeed , on a rug which gave under each step , until she came to a doorway without a door ...
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... mind . For a moment I held still in the darkness , and all I had ever felt at different times about that place came back to me now as one feeling . It began with wanting to hold my breath . Then butterflies danced inside of me and all ...
... mind . For a moment I held still in the darkness , and all I had ever felt at different times about that place came back to me now as one feeling . It began with wanting to hold my breath . Then butterflies danced inside of me and all ...
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