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Jun 2013
The fresh flowers blooming in the spring
sway with the grass to the rhythm of the wind.
A little girl runs up the hill,
parting a pathway through
that immediately gets blown away.
All of this happens so fast,
so quick. No one notices
except for one person who sits in the valley,
who makes five seconds
last forever.
Kylie Hailstone
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Kylie Hailstone  30/F/Grand Haven, MI
(30/F/Grand Haven, MI)   
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