A. Violet posted: " Gina stopped at the crest of the hill, clutching her side where a stitch had caught her. The wind carried her hair into her face, and she brushed it aside with the unoccupied hand. She turned to face into the wind and laughed at the top of her lungs, her" Read on blog or Reader Daily Poets Read on blog or Reader The Girl Who Screamed Love at the World A. Violet March 4 Gina stopped at the crest of the hill, clutching her side where a stitch had caught her. The wind carried her hair into her face, and she brushed it aside with the unoccupied hand. She turned to face into the wind and laughed at the top of her lungs... Read more of this post Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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