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This is what hatred is. It will feed you and at the same time turn you to rot.

Lauren Oliver

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Lauren Oliver
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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Westchester County
New York
Feed
Hatred
Turn
Turns
Time
Blockades

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