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Grief was like a newborn, and the first three months were hard as hell, but by six months you'd recognized defeat, shifted your life around, and made room for it.

Ann Brashares

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Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
Made
Room
Life
Rooms
Shifted
Like
Hell
Newborn
Three
Recognized
Around
Six
Firsts
Defeat
First
Grief
Hard
Months

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