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If this is the last time, let me say it so you never forget. I will always love you, Deuce. No matter where souls go, mine will be looking for you, solnyshko moyo. No. I want a promise instead. Promise you'll fight like you never have, so when the dying stops, you'll be on your feet looking for me here. I swear.

Ann Aguirre

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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
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Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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the United States of America
Ellen Connor
Ava Gray
Soul
Instead
Deuces
Matter
Fight
Stops
Always
Feet
Swear
Never
Looking
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Time
Fighting
Mines
Love
Forget
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Like
Lasts
Promise
Last
Dying
Deuce

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