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Love Cure (Louis Toliver Jr-Swartz, LA)



It requires us to take a match and strike it against our hearts and let our blood ignite. Our bodies will begin to heat up in a way that radiates the same warmth when a stranger stops to help us fix our flat tire. Or that man that sits on a bench next to us: he lights a cigarette, takes a puff, and asks us what we are thinking about. We tell him nothing and he cares enough to say “bullshit.” Or that lover that takes the time to pick out all of the raisins in the trail mix, because we don’t like them, even though he or she does. Oh, it means the world when we sacrifice a little of our time to acknowledge each other the best we can. Little did we know, it only takes a small dose of love to cure a large life of loneliness. 

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