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I looked at you... and saw your goodness, your hope, and your faith. Those are what make you beautiful. So, so beautiful. So it was't my hair?

Richelle Mead

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Richelle Mead
Age: 47
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
United States
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Goodness
Looked
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Hair
Faith
Hope
Beautiful

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