Echoes Quote by Isaac Marion Download Open image “In my palm I can feel the echo of her pulse, standing in for the absense of mine.” — Isaac Marion ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.1 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Echoes Feels Palms Pulse Standing
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