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Heart Shivers

My heart died a long time ago when he stopped loving me, and I wasn’t able to feel for a long time. But every time you whisper my name and tell me stories before I sleep, of fairies and dragons and angels that fall in love with humans, you give little shivers and flutters to my heart that I’m starting to believe that my heart will soon start beating again because of you.

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