| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - A hundred times she said, ???Don???t ask me,??? or so it seemed.?????? And then one night, there was a pause instead of her words.??? I felt the gentle tickle of her breath on my skin as she again bent over me.??? The terror of hesitation, and then, so small and swift a sound I could barely hear it???.
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