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His eyes are the color of honey. These are the eyes I remember from my dreams.

Lauren Oliver

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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
Eye
Dream
Remember
Honey
Dreams
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Eyes

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