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Apr 2017
The wind is bellowing throught our hair.
We stand there in silence as we stare at each other.
We say no words for they can not form what we try to mean.
We are speechless.
Time slows down around us.
And then we speak and the sparks fly.
I don't know I am just writing.
Ash Levi Von Stein
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Ash Levi Von Stein  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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