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And they were quiet but their blood and nerves and butterflies were not—they were rampantly alive, rushing and thrumming in a wild and perfect melody, matched note for note.

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Laini Taylor
Age: 52
Born: 1971
Born: December 11
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Wild
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Butterflies
Quiet
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Rushing
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