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After people have gone, you forget their faults, and you recall the ideal more than the person.

Ann Aguirre

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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
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Science Fiction Writer
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the United States of America
Ellen Connor
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He would bear scars because of me, as I carried them for him.
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People grew lazy. They knew too many blessings, and so lost the ability to appreciate what they had
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