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Even as your body betrays you, your mind denies it.

Sara Gruen

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Sara Gruen
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: January 1
Author
Novelist
Writer
Vancouver
British Columbia
Betrays
Denies
Betrayal
Betray
Deny
Body
Even
Mind

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