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She should think about her own soul, what she was going to do with this funky tattered pond dank item. Dark and stained, a ruined thing.

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 68
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
Author
Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
Writer
LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
Thinking
Ponds
Items
Ruined
Tattered
Dark
Dank
Soul
Stained
Thing
Funky
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Item
Think
Pond

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