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Yesterday is skin on snake, to be shed many times.

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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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Science Fiction Writer
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Cincinnati
Ohio
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... You have me in your mouth, you don't get anybody else. Or you don't get me. - Jericho Barrons
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I lock eyes with my reflection and don’t look away. The day you look away you start to lose yourself. I’m never going to lose myself. You are what you are. Deal with it or change.
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