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We were willing to do so much for the people we loved, even if it meant hurting ourselves. Maybe that, in the end, was what love- all kinds- was really about.

Sarah Dessen

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Sarah Dessen
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: June 6
Novelist
Writer
Evanston
Illinois
Much
Kinds
Kind
Meant
Really
Loved
Love
Willing
People
Hurt
Maybe
Ends
Even
Hurting

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