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Don't make it sound like that. Like some ordinary sort of grief. It's not like that. They say time heals all wounds, but that presumes the source of the grief is finite. Over. This is a fresh wound every day.

Cassandra Clare

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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