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With wild eyes that had seen freedom.

Susanna Kaysen

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Susanna Kaysen
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: November 11
Author
Novelist
Screenwriter
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Cambridge
Massachusetts
Seen
Eyes
Freedom
Eye
Wild

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