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Forsooth, I no longer toil in vain, To prove that demon pox warps the brain. So though 'ti pity, it's not in vain That the pox-ridden worm was slain: For to believe in me, you all must deign.

Cassandra Clare

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Prove
Ridden
Longer
Warp
Brain
Worm
Though
Worms
Forsooth
Must
Toil
Warps
Believe
Demon
Deign
Vain
Pox
Pity
Slain

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