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...that's how memory works ... Things disappear without your permission, then come back again without your permission.

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Kristin Cashore
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: June 10
Novelist
Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Things
Permission
Disappear
Memory
Works
Memories
Back
Come
Without

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