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Please believe him. Keep your heart open to him. He can make you happy. He has always loved you, and you once loved him with all your heart.

Ann Brashares

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Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
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Heart
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