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I dreamed I was a single moment in a single day. A note struck and vanished. A sounding. A reckoning. Gone.

Jeanette Winterson

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Jeanette Winterson
Age: 67
Born: 1957
Born: August 27
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Prosaist
Science Fiction Writer
Screenwriter
Short Story Writer
Writer
Manchester
England
Moments
Sounding
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Note
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Gone
Vanished
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Reckoning

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