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Isabel Suppé
Climbing on crutches and capturing the world with words....
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"I decide to continue. To keep on dragging myself over the ice, maybe for nothing. So as to at least not to die without having fought to the last; to have a chance as tiny as it may be to live."
Quote from Starry Night by Isabel Suppé
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