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Because in the end nothing is worse than seeing the fall of one you loved. It was somehow worse than losing a love. It made everything seem questionable. It made the past bitter and confused.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Fall
Confused
Ends
Bitter
Past
Somehow
Seems
Worse
Everything
Losing
Nothing
Seem
Made
Loved
Love
Seeing
Questionable

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