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Sixty years is cause enough to sing In celebration of a gentle life! To the mother and the wife, Taking pleasure in what love might bring, Yearning for what's worth the treasuring.
Nick Gordon
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Nick Gordon
Age: 29
Born: 1995
Born: October 24
Baseball Player
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Nicholas Chad Gordon
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