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Time is fluid, so the moments where everything feels perfect pass in a wink, and those where you're on your knees in despair drag on like the death of a thousand cuts.

Ann Aguirre

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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Ellen Connor
Ava Gray
Everything
Knees
Feels
Pass
Time
Despair
Like
Cutting
Thousand
Wink
Perfect
Fluid
Death
Cuts
Moments
Drag

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