Category: faith
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On the el’
He walked up to me,this man on the El’,a stranger,and said the Lord asked him to bless me. His suit was gray,and his tie was…I don’t recall. The essence of caramel tinged his skin,and his eyes,a feast of lime, maize, blueberry,intensified as he spoke—enticed by…what?A tired sigh,empty stare? I can’t…
