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What i literally cannot describe is the hollowness in my lungs when i am out of her presence. It is as if i were dying from the want of her.

Jed Rubenfeld (2007). “The Interpretation of Murder: A Novel”, p.235, Macmillan
What i literally cannot describe is the hollowness in my lungs when i am out of her presence. It is as if i were dying from the want of her.