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Eyes like streams of melting snow, cold with the things she does not know. Heaven above and Hell beneath, liquid flames to hide her grief. Death, death, death with no release. Death, death, death with no release.
Kiersten White
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Kiersten White
Age: 41
Born: 1983
Born: June 27
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Kiersten Brazier
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