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I thought of love as a game. It is not a game. It is more serious than death.

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
Serious
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Games
Death
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Love

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The melody rolled over her, as cool and sweet as water, as hopeful and lovely as sunrise.
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