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For the Love of Lula

For the Love of Lula

Her eyes looked past trees that had made themselves into statues. It was as though from her seat on the porch they were but scenery, the decorum set before a majestic backdrop that extended far beyond what my eyes could see, but hers could. Her eyes glistened. I saw...

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