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tapestries; you're color. 
Ashley.This daughter of a devoted catholic and an excellent chef grew up in the heart of city - rain and shine. Paved her way to university to becoming an entrepreneur/marketer, her journey of twenty-three continues as she unravels the mysteries of life through her love for photography, food, traveling, the streets and beautiful things. |
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Monday, October 12, 2009
(welcome me home with open arms)  ~ "I see it as it looked one afternoon In August,—by a fresh soft breeze o'erblown. The swiftness of the tide, the light thereon, A far-off sail, white as a crescent moon. The shining waters with pale currents strewn, The quiet fishing-smacks, the Eastern cove, The semi-circle of its dark, green grove. The luminous grasses, and the merry sun In the grave sky; the sparkle far and wide, Laughter of unseen children, cheerful chirp Of crickets, and low lisp of rippling tide, Light summer clouds fantastical as sleep Changing unnoted while I gazed thereon. All these fair sounds and sights I made my own." ~ Emma Lazarus ~ ~ I'M HOME HONEYS!
penned by ash.
6:15:00 PM
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-Can't Get Enough of Them' 01.Ticket to europe/japan/hk/taiwan/korea -Spills'
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