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While I was looking the other way your fire went out. Left me with cinders to kick into dust, what a waste of the wonder you were

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Kristin Cashore
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: June 10
Novelist
Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Looking
Cinders
Left
Kick
Way
Kicks
Dust
Waste
Went
Fire
Wonder

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