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By SaraBella BRONZE
Amery, Wisconsin

Walking down the street With nothing, but the sun’s heat. Thinking that I’m hidden within, My mind starts to spin. Seeing the swing come into view Thinking about the first t...
SaraBella BRONZE, Amery, Wisconsin
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By AshliCallison PLATINUM
Cary, North Carolina
AshliCallison PLATINUM, Cary, North Carolina
29 articles 1 photo 10 comments

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love knows not its own depth till the hour of seperation by kahlil gibran

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By AshliCallison PLATINUM
Cary, North Carolina
AshliCallison PLATINUM, Cary, North Carolina
29 articles 1 photo 10 comments

Favorite Quote:
love knows not its own depth till the hour of seperation by kahlil gibran

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By AshliCallison PLATINUM
Cary, North Carolina
AshliCallison PLATINUM, Cary, North Carolina
29 articles 1 photo 10 comments

Favorite Quote:
love knows not its own depth till the hour of seperation by kahlil gibran

Poetry
By AshliCallison PLATINUM
Cary, North Carolina
AshliCallison PLATINUM, Cary, North Carolina
29 articles 1 photo 10 comments

Favorite Quote:
love knows not its own depth till the hour of seperation by kahlil gibran

AshliCallison PLATINUM, Cary, North Carolina
29 articles 1 photo 10 comments

Favorite Quote:
love knows not its own depth till the hour of seperation by kahlil gibran

Poetry
By AshliCallison PLATINUM
Cary, North Carolina
AshliCallison PLATINUM, Cary, North Carolina
29 articles 1 photo 10 comments

Favorite Quote:
love knows not its own depth till the hour of seperation by kahlil gibran

Poetry
By AshliCallison PLATINUM
Cary, North Carolina
AshliCallison PLATINUM, Cary, North Carolina
29 articles 1 photo 10 comments

Favorite Quote:
love knows not its own depth till the hour of seperation by kahlil gibran

Poetry
By AshliCallison PLATINUM
Cary, North Carolina
AshliCallison PLATINUM, Cary, North Carolina
29 articles 1 photo 10 comments

Favorite Quote:
love knows not its own depth till the hour of seperation by kahlil gibran