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She seemed fragile like a moonflower – destined to bloom for a single lovely night, and then to fade and fall.

Juliet Marillier

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Juliet Marillier
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: July 27
Novelist
Writer
Dunedin
New Zealand
Fall
Bloom
Night
Fade
Like
Destined
Fades
Fragile
Lovely
Seemed
Single

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