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People could push and pull at you, and poke you, and probe as deep as they could go. They could even tear you apart, bit by bit. But at the heart and root and soul of you, something would remain untouched.
Lauren Oliver
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Lauren Oliver
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
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