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I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling good. I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling bad. I wanna know the first person who taught you your beauty could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass.

Andrea Gibson

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Andrea Gibson
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: August 13
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