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A new word. Bright with possibilities. A flawless pearl to turn over and over in my hand, then put away for safekeeping.

Jennifer Donnelly

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Jennifer Donnelly
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: August 29
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Port Chester
New York
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Pearl
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Hands
Possibilities
Bright
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Safekeeping
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Flawless

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