looking smoke, across fence. never takes eyes off me. hair a crown lea — Lauren Oliver, Delirium

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He Is looking at me through the smoke, across the fence. He never takes his eyes off me. His hair Is a crown of leaves, of thorns, of flames. His eyes are blazing with light, more light than all the lights in every city in the whole world, more light than we could ever invent If we had ten thousand billion years.

Lauren Oliver, Delirium

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