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Flickering lights anonymous doors my heart escaping in drips i'm still waking up but she's still sleeping this ICU is hotel for the dead

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
Writer
Harrisonburg
Virginia
Dead
Flickering
Sleep
Anonymous
Light
Escaping
Stills
Sleeping
Still
Lights
Heart
Waking
Hotel
Doors
Drips

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