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     LEAVES FROM THE BOOK OF MOLLY 

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 Melted "Will you do just as I tell you?" She shrouds me for the agony I sat up and blushed red all over I was spellbound with delight I lifted him into my arms "Why Molly, Molly, Molly!" "Breathe as deep as you can" "Molly, you are one lovely dream" His letters were all there and his photographs "Every glass high" What are your rose lips for 

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     THE MELTING OF MOLLY 

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