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Cecilia Llompart, The Wingless Quotes: Consider, O Lover, my throatwhite as cigarette paper.The crushed lavender of my knuckles.	My heart, a dulled needle threaded throughtoo many patterns.
         

Consider, O Lover, my throatwhite as cigarette paper.The crushed lavender of my knuckles. My heart, a dulled needle threaded throughtoo many patterns.


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Consider, O Lover, my throatwhite as cigarette paper.The crushed lavender of my knuckles.	My heart, a dulled needle threaded throughtoo many patterns.
         



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This page presents the quote "Consider, O Lover, my throatwhite as cigarette paper.The crushed lavender of my knuckles. My heart, a dulled needle threaded throughtoo many patterns.". Author of this quote is Cecilia Llompart, The Wingless. This quote is about heartache, lovers, love, needle, cigarettes, hearts, affection,.