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Katherine McIntyre, Rising for Autumn Quotes: A chill swept through the air, the sort of graveyard kiss promising bad news to follow.
         

A chill swept through the air, the sort of graveyard kiss promising bad news to follow.


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A chill swept through the air, the sort of graveyard kiss promising bad news to follow.
         



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