There are open wounds, shrunk sometimes to the size of a pin-prick but wounds still. - F. Scott Fitzgerald

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There are open wounds, shrunk sometimes to the size of a pin-prick but wounds still.

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About F. Scott Fitzgerald

Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald (24 September 1896 – 21 December 1940) was an Irish-American novelist and short story writer.

Biography information from Wikiquote · Portrait adapted from Wikimedia Commons, Nickolas Muray (Public domain / CC0)

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Native Name: Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald
Alternative Names: Francis Scott Fitzgerald Scott Fitzgerald

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