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She doesn't know I cry for the changing times. That just as I reread favourite books, some small part of me hoping for a different ending, I find myself hoping against hope that the war will never come. That this time, somehow, it will leave us be.

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Kate Morton
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: July 19
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South Australia
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