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For I need this scar over my heart to remind me. Crazy as it sounds, if I can bear the wound on my body, it lessens what I must carry on my soul. How he knew that about me, I cannot fathom.

Ann Aguirre

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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
Author
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Science Fiction Writer
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the United States of America
Ellen Connor
Ava Gray
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