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Brown bird welcomes white wave. Wander no more, dear traveler.

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
Bird
White
Welcomes
Traveler
Wander
Brown
Wave
Dear

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