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I am tired. My arm aches. My head boils. My feet are cold. But I am not aware of any weakness.

Zane Grey

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Zane Grey
Age: 67 †
Born: 1872
Born: January 31
Died: 1939
Died: October 23
Author
Baseball Player
Dentist
Film Producer
Novelist
Poet
Screenwriter
Writer
Zanesville
Ohio
Cold
Feet
Aches
Head
Boils
Hands
Ache
Aware
Weakness
Tired
Arms

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