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So who do you want to be?” I smiled, resting my head against his chest. “I’m not sure yet, but I’m looking forward to finding out.

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Kiersten White
Age: 41
Born: 1983
Born: June 27
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Utah
United States
Kiersten Brazier
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Head
Looking
Resting
Sure
Smiled
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Chests
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