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Apr 2014
It wasn’t our eyes when they met
or our smiles that we gave
or our hands when they touched
but our hearts when they felt
-- that was kismet.
Sorry for all of the updates. I'm just transferring old poems to here.
Ashleigh Black
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Ashleigh Black  27/F/Owosso, Michigan
(27/F/Owosso, Michigan)   
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