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Amazing how hope lives. Without air or water, with hardly anything at all to nurture it.

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
Lives
Anything
Without
Nurture
Hardly
Amazing
Air
Water
Hope

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