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When you are perfect, is there anywhere else to go?

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Mary E. Pearson
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: August 14
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...and time becomes a forgotten detail.
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Multiple closets for different needs. Overkill.
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Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can't define your identity.
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Father says it will come in time. “Time heals,” he says. I don’t tell him that I don’t know what time is.
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It's the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections.
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