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One happy day for every falling leaf you catch. Sam's voice was low.

Maggie Stiefvater

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
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Harrisonburg
Virginia
Lows
Happy
Voice
Fall
Every
Leafs
Leaf
Catch
Falling

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