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The truth is, I've always been afraid of letting anyone get too close. I built a wall around me, a barricade to hide behind those few times someone wanted entry to my heart.

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Ellen Hopkins
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: March 26
Novelist
Writer
Long Beach
California
Ellen Louise Hopkins
Around
Afraid
Truth
Behinds
Barricade
Wanted
Wall
Barricades
Heart
Behind
Entry
Always
Anyone
Letting
Perfect
Hide
Times
Built
Someone
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