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There were nameless horrors abroad and no matter how little one might be able to get at them, one ought tp stand prepared for any sort of action at any time.
H. P. Lovecraft
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H. P. Lovecraft
Age: 46 †
Born: 1890
Born: August 20
Died: 1937
Died: March 15
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