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Who has a right to tell me I have no gift, no talent, no passion …’ he murmured. ‘Why do people say those things to you when youre young? Doesn’t seem fair, does it?”No, darling, it’s not fair,’she said. ‘But the mystery is why you listen.
Who has a right to tell me I have no gift, no talent, no passion …’ he murmured. ‘Why do people say those things to you when youre young? Doesn’t seem fair, does it?”No, darling, it’s not fair,’she said. ‘But the mystery is why you listen.
