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“It is not death but waiting for death that wears one down—and the prospect of dying alone—and the dread of what one may become.”
- Wild Life by Molly Gloss
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Awkward, quiet and often snarky, this young female likes coffee in her sugar and cream, cats, reading, and making fun of tragedies. She's a mess waiting to happen, so gift her to any relatives you don't particularly like.
theme by Robin Wragg
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