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Why is it we are always the targets of the angry Fates? Twice as many men of ours met harm as did theirs, since we've come here.

Janet Morris

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Janet Morris
Age: 78
Born: 1946
Born: May 25
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Janet Ellen Morris
Janet E. Morris
Fates
Angry
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Twice
Since
Loyalty
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Harm
Many
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Always
Men
Luck

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