Quote by Rebecca Wells Download Open image ““She used to say she could taste sleep and that it was as delicious as a BLT on fresh French bread.”” — Rebecca Wells ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.3 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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