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She felt as if the world were tilting and she was clinging on helplessly, trying to keep from tumbling into a black abyss.
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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Max, Jace said. Max, I’m so sorry.
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