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Do you not tire of eternity? Do you not wish to end your suffering? By leaping into the Void? Not really.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Really
Leaping
Tire
Void
Eternity
Suffering
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Lightwoods,” Magnus said. “They always have to have the last word.
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