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For love to flourish there has to be trust. Promises don’t matter as much as personal choice.

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
Promise
Choice
Personal
Trust
Choices
Matter
Much
Flourish
Love
Promises

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