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Alex is dead, do you hear me? All of that-what we felt, what it meant- that's done now, okay? Buried. Blown away.

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Lauren Oliver
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
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Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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Westchester County
New York
Dead
Hear
Felt
Away
Alex
Done
Blown
Buried
Meant
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