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Please understand. Please forgive me. I prayed every day for you to be alive, until hope became painful. Don't hate me. I still love you.

Lauren Oliver

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Lauren Oliver
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
Author
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Science Fiction Writer
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Westchester County
New York
Still
Painful
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Please
Alive
Hope
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Prayed
Hate
Forgive
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