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But the words are easy and soothing, promising tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece o time we call today.

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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
Executive Producer
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Hartford
Connecticut
Suzanne Marie Collins
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