Quote by Kiera Woodhull Download Open image ““We wrote our names in the sand You crossed mine out: I can't get back to the way I was.”” — Kiera Woodhull ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.7 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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