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Losing is the price we pay for living. It is also the source of much of our growth and gain.

Judith Viorst

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Judith Viorst
Age: 93
Born: 1931
Born: February 2
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Journalist
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Newark
New Jersey
Living
Gain
Also
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Much
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Losing
Loss
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Growth

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