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I want to open myself, let him inside. But how do I give what has already been taken?

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Ellen Hopkins
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: March 26
Novelist
Writer
Long Beach
California
Ellen Louise Hopkins
Inside
Already
Open
Taken
Give
Giving

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