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Veils of love which was only hate petrified by longing--that was me.

Louise Erdrich

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Louise Erdrich
Age: 70
Born: 1954
Born: June 7
Novelist
Poet
Short Story Writer
Writer
Little Falls
Minnesota
Veils
Longing
Hate
Love
Petrified

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