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The more you try to crush your true nature, the more it will control you. Be what you are. No one who really loves you will stop.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Judith Rumelt
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Demon pox,' said Will with the satisfaction of the truly vindicated.
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