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Cinder twisted up her lips. Do you think it could have a virus? Maybe her programming was overwhelmed by Prince Kai's uncanny hotness.

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Marissa Meyer
Age: 40
Born: 1984
Born: February 19
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Tacoma
Washington
Programming
Cinder
Lips
Hotness
Maybe
Uncanny
Think
Virus
Thinking
Viruses
Twisted
Overwhelmed
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