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A part of her wanted to tell him she still loved him, and that even though this love was hopeless and long over, it still consumed her year after year. It was a tangled hairball of feelings and she couldn't pull forth any one strand.

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Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
Love
Tell
Hopeless
Stills
Pull
Part
Forth
Still
Couldn
Wanted
Loved
Strand
Even
Year
Strands
Long
Though
Tangled
Years
Feelings
Consumed

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