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So well do I love you, I go to my god singing your praises. When I meet my father, I will tell him I fought beside you.

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
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Ontology
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Praises
Wells
Beside
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Brotherhood

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For Tempus...was a dozen storm gods' avatar no army he sanctified could know defeat no war he fought could not be won. Combat was life to him he fought like the gods themselves.
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Look to the souls of Your own soldiers, God, who labor in Thine awful cause.
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The only unfair fight is the one you lose.
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I...keep trying to be perfect. For you. So you'll notice me.
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