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At the tips of the feathers there is air and at their base: blood. I hold up bones I wish like broken glass they could court light....still I try to place these pieces back together, to set them firm, to make murdered girls live again.
Alice Sebold
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Alice Sebold
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: September 6
Novelist
Writer
Madison
Wisconsin
Still
Pieces
Firm
Back
Blood
Glasses
Live
Wish
Bones
Trying
Girl
Court
Tips
Make
Place
Girls
Murdered
Like
Light
Air
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Broken
Base
Together
Hold
Glass
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