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Nothing you love is lost. Not really. Things, people - they always go away, sooner or later. You can't hold them, any… — Bruce Coville Copy Share Image
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“I don’t want Tiamat to go back,” said Jeremy sullenly. “I want her to stay here with me.” Miss Priest laughed. It… — Bruce Coville Copy Share Image
