The lips were as red as ever.
But there was no sign of movement, no pulse, no breath, no beating of the heart.
Bram Stoker, from The Collected Works; “Dracula,”
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The lips were as red as ever.
But there was no sign of movement, no pulse, no breath, no beating of the heart.
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