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Stopping is a spiritual art. It is the refuge where we drink life in.

Sue Monk Kidd

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Sue Monk Kidd
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: August 12
Novelist
Writer
Sylvester
Georgia
Stopping
Refuge
Drink
Spiritual
Art
Life

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