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Birds are settling down for the night, singing lullabies to their young.

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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
Executive Producer
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Screenwriter
Writer
Hartford
Connecticut
Suzanne Marie Collins
Suzanne Collins
Lullabies
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Settling
Birds
Bird
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Night
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