our village (50)

And that’s when I saw you, Lilly-Anne. That’s what I’m trying to tell you, and why I’m confused that you don’t know this part, when I saw you, and you spoke to me, right there in the woods, as if you hadn’t been down at the lake at all, or as if you followed me up, I don’t know. I bent to look at this potential ticket, and there you were, right in front of me, and you said, “You’re alright just as you are.”

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