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She carried a knife inside of herself now, one that was always cutting her. She could feel it every time she swallowed, every time her thoughts strayed from the splendor of the wild.

Scott Westerfeld

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Scott Westerfeld
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: May 5
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Dallas
Texas
Scott David Westerfeld
Thoughts
Strayed
Inside
Swallowed
Feel
Splendor
Feels
Knife
Every
Knives
Always
Carried
Time
Wild
Cutting

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