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Wait until the sun sets tonight, and if we are both here to see it, then my heart will break knowing you are safe and yet not to be mine. If you are gone, then my heart will break knowing that God has taken you home...” Gordian Pierce
Kim Harrison
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Kim Harrison
Age: 58
Born: 1966
Born: January 1
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