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Once a man has seen a dragon in flight, let him stay home and tend his garden in content, someone had written once, for this wide world has no greater wonder. Tyrion scratched at his scar and tried to recall the author's name.
George R. R. Martin
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George R. R. Martin
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: September 20
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