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But I miss the woman I was, even as I learn to accept the new creature I’ve become.

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
Accept
Missing
Accepting
Woman
Learn
Become
Creature
Even
Miss
Creatures

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