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Haven't you done enough for a lifetime? Think about it - two power - crazed magicians killed, a hundred power - crazed magicians saved.

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Jonathan Stroud
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: October 27
Novelist
Writer
Jonathan Anthony Stroud
Think
Lifetime
Thinking
Havens
Haven
Hundred
Crazed
Two
Magicians
Power
Magician
Done
Killed
Enough
Saved

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