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Sam looked at me, yellow eyes catching and holding me. I miss being me. I miss you. All the time.

Maggie Stiefvater

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
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Harrisonburg
Virginia
Looked
Missing
Eyes
Eye
Catching
Time
Yellow
Holding
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