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There is something about her eyes. Eyes don't breathe. I know that much. But hers look breathless. — Mary E. Pearson Breathe Copy Share Image
Maybe we all have a dark place inside of us, a place where dark thoughts and darker dreams live, but it doesn't… — Mary E. Pearson Dark Copy Share Image
What I think is all I have left. My mind is the only thing that makes me different from a fancy toaster.… — Mary E. Pearson Different Copy Share Image
Things I can feel. Hard. Soft. Rough. Smooth. But the inside kind of feel, it is all the same, like foggy mush.… — Mary E. Pearson Feel Copy Share Image
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“abuelita speaks no english. she doesn't need to, zoe thinks. her smile fills and communicates so much more than the empty, half-said… — Mary E. Pearson Life Copy Share Image
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My memory is coming back. It is curious how it comes. Each day, a rush of pieces, loosely connected, unimportant bits, snake… — Mary E. Pearson Brain Copy Share Image
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“Eyes don't breath. I know that much. But her eyes look breathless” — Mary E. Pearson Copy Share Image
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There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you. — Mary E. Pearson All kinds Copy Share Image
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