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Must protect my little pockets of happiness.

Sara Gruen

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Sara Gruen
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: January 1
Author
Novelist
Writer
Vancouver
British Columbia
Must
Pockets
Protect
Happiness
Littles
Little

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