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i decapitated dandelions all morning, leaving carnage and death strewn into my path.

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Laurie Halse Anderson
Age: 63
Born: 1961
Born: October 23
Novelist
Screenwriter
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Laurie Beth Halse
Strewn
Dandelions
Carnage
Leaving
Path
Morning
Death
Decapitated

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