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| 4868850 | God, He didn't write the scripts for the puny little players down here. We wrote them ourselves-with each day we lived, each word we spoke, each thought we etched on our brains. And Momma had written her script, too. And a sorry one it was. | living god life down-here each-day scripts spoke written spoken-words speaking players mothers thought | V.C. Andrews |