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I'm fine. It's a lie. I am not fine. My head is a symphony of pain, a sadistic master maestro conducting an opus of excruciating, devastating perfecting.

Kiersten White

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Kiersten White
Age: 41
Born: 1983
Born: June 27
Author
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Utah
United States
Kiersten Brazier
Masters
Maestro
Fine
Perfecting
Head
Excruciating
Lying
Sadistic
Pain
Conducting
Devastating
Symphony
Master
Opus

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