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It’s natural to overlook and even sacrifice the things that belong to us most easily most gracefully. So here’s me asking you to please not make that mistake.

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Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
Natural
Gracefully
Even
Overlook
Make
Belong
Things
Easily
Asking
Sacrifice
Please
Mistake

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