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I think of Grace and feel a sharp pain in my chest.

Lauren Oliver

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Lauren Oliver
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Westchester County
New York
Pain
Feel
Feels
Think
Thinking
Chest
Chests
Sharp
Grace

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