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This was it. Together. Forever. As we left it all behind, the sun warmed my back, lighting the way before us. I knew of no better omen.

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Becca Fitzpatrick
Age: 45
Born: 1979
Born: February 3
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Utah
Together
Omen
Back
Lighting
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Sun
Way
Behinds
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