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I wonder if I shall ever see her again, and I realize that I scarcely care. I can feel the sheets beneath me, and the cold air on my chest. I feel fine. I feel absolutely fine. I feel nothing at all.

Neil Gaiman

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Neil Gaiman
Age: 64
Born: 1960
Born: November 10
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