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Sometimes, when you’re sad you don’t know what to do, it helps to be angry. But then the tears come back again all the same, and you fall asleep with the salty taste of them on your lips.
Cornelia Funke
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Cornelia Funke
Age: 65
Born: 1958
Born: December 10
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