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We dropped our troubles into the lap of the storyteller, and they turned into someone else's.

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Naomi Shihab Nye
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: March 12
Poet
Teacher
University Teacher
Writer
St. Louis
Missouri
Troubles
Turned
Trouble
Else
Someone
Lap
Dropped
Storyteller

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