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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
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Fighting
Mines
Love
Forget
Mine
Like
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Promise
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Dying
Deuce
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Matter
Fight
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Always
Feet
Swear
Never
Looking
Souls

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