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Quote by Andrea Gibson

“Do you think anger is a sincere emotion or the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain?”

Quote by Andrea Gibson

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Andrea Gibson, born on August 13, 1975, is an accomplished American poet known for her profound emotions and unique narrative style. Her poetry has won her numerous awards and has had a significant impact on contemporary literature. more

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