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Something small and quiet, like a match being struck, lights up the gloom inside of me.

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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
Executive Producer
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Screenwriter
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Hartford
Connecticut
Suzanne Marie Collins
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