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Sometimes you build up these walls, you build and you build and you build up these walls and you think they’re so strong, but then someone can come along and tip them over with only his fingers, or the weight of his breath.

Deb Caletti

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Deb Caletti
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: June 16
Novelist
Writer
San Rafael
California
Sometimes
Fingers
Think
Weight
Thinking
Build
Along
Wall
Strong
Walls
Someone
Breath
Come
Breaths

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