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I'm afraid they're in love, he said, concerned. They don't want to leave you. He lifted one hand from her waist to gently brush a pair from her neck, where their wings fanned against her jaw. Melancholy, he said, I know just how they feel.

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Laini Taylor
Age: 52
Born: 1971
Born: December 11
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Chico
California
Afraid
Brushes
Leave
Pair
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Neck
Hands
Melancholy
Fanned
Feel
Pairs
Waist
Feels
Necks
Brush
Love
Wings
Lifted
Concerned
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