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Nothing else wounds so deeply and irreparably. Nothing else robs us of hope so much as being unloved by one we love

Clive Barker

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Clive Barker
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: October 5
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City of Liverpool
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I can see in your eyes that there’s no seam of untapped joy left in you. The best of life has come and gone. Those days when sudden epiphanies swept over you, and you had visions of the rightness of all things and of your place amongst them they’re history. You’re in a darker place now.
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