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When he told her that her voice sounded like earl grey tea and her laughs like

manic pencil scratches; that he always drew out the pattern of her freckles on restaurant napkin s; that she was the princess he told his little sister bedtime stories abou t; that her eyelashes looked pretty when she cried; his voice trembled like a violin string and she cracked like the spine of a book.

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