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Starlight and comet tails burned the tips of endless grass below into hammered silver. Like thousands of tapers in the chapel, just blown out but still glowing. If one could drown in the grass...it might be the best way to die.

Gregory Maguire

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Gregory Maguire
Age: 70
Born: 1954
Born: June 9
Novelist
Writer
Albany
New York
Like
Grass
Chapel
Endless
Drown
Dies
Glowing
Tapers
Stills
Blown
Comet
Still
Tails
Starlight
Best
Burned
Comets
Might
Silver
Hammered
Way
Thousands
Tips

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