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You were the one who taught me, he said. I never looked at you without seeing the sweetness of the way the world goes together, or without sorrow for its spoiling. I became a hero to serve you, and all that is like you.
Peter S. Beagle
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Peter S. Beagle
Age: 85
Born: 1939
Born: April 20
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