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Pieces. Isn't that what all of life is anyway? Shards. Bits. Moments. Am I less because I have fewer, or do the few I have mean more?

Mary E. Pearson

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Mary E. Pearson
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: August 14
Teacher
Writer
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Mary E. Pearson
M.E. Pearson
Anyway
Pieces
Bits
Less
Moments
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Life
Shards
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