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Maybe what frightens us about the edge isn't our fear of morality, but the thoughts it leads us to have.

Lauren DeStefano

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Lauren DeStefano
Age: 40
Born: 1984
Born: October 13
Author
Novelist
Connecticut
United States
Frightens
Edge
Edges
Leads
Morality
Thoughts
Maybe
Fear

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