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Sometimes you couldn’t face the sadness of being forgotten until you felt the comfort of being remembered again.

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Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
Forgotten
Comfort
Couldn
Face
Faces
Felt
Remembered
Sometimes
Sadness

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