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Life, he realize, was much like a song. In the beginning there is mystery, in the end there is confirmation, but it's in the middle where all the emotion resides to make the whole thing worthwhile.

Nicholas Sparks

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Nicholas Sparks
Age: 59
Born: 1965
Born: January 1
Athletics Competitor
Film Producer
Novelist
Screenwriter
Taekwondo Athlete
Writer
Omaha
Nebraska
Nicholas Charles Sparks
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