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That's a depressing and practical thought, Sam said. I'd rather it was something magical.

Maggie Stiefvater

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
Writer
Harrisonburg
Virginia
Depressing
Magical
Practicals
Practical
Rather
Thought
Something

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This is Rilke. I wish I had written it for you.
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The only thing is, the more I see him and Corr together, the more I think of how unbearable it would be for Sean to lose him. But we can't both win.
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..and me holding this moment that was as fragile as a bird in my hands
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Hello, lovely. You're as pretty as pretty today.
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Sailing to an island unknown Failing to find your way home you walk under a sea leagues beneath us
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But by blood, no wolf am I
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...the sound of our lack of conversation amplified by the echo of our footsteps on the stone around us.
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