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| 11 | 161 | "I am View more quotes about trying">trying to breathe," I told him. |
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| 11 | 158 | "How can I ever thank you?" he cried, stepping back, holding me, proudly, looking at me. |
| 11 | 159 | "Between friends," I said, "thanks are neither needed, nor possible". |
| 11 | 160 | "You, too, are overcome with emotion!" he cried, sympathetically. |
| 11 | 161 | "I am trying to breathe," I told him. |
| 11 | 162 | "Let me have those poems," he said. |
| 11 | 163 | He took them and put them with the one he had kept, that retrieved from his last transaction, the one in which, happily, I had had no part. |
| 11 | 164 | "I have them back, thanks to you!" he said. |