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Then marry me. For I love you, and I do not believe there is anything so wrong with you. You are fair in my eyes and you lie fair on my heart.

Robin McKinley

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Robin McKinley
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: November 16
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Ohio
Jennifer Carolyn Robin McKinley
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