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Nov 2020
May there be a warm fire and a hearth you can sit at. May the preciousness of who you are linger always. I see so much beauty in you; may you always see it too.

My mouth might be shut, but let all of life discretely carry hints of my wishes to your door , and bring you daily joy.
Guadalupe S Partida
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Guadalupe S Partida  31/Los Angeles, CA
(31/Los Angeles, CA)   
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