The soft lines of her veil flowed from a sepia pencil, not the saturated blue Dolci once used to frame her graceful face. From everywhere her voice flooded my heart, her prescription simple, “You must love yourself. Then you must love others.”

The soft lines of her veil flowed from a sepia pencil, not the saturated blue Dolci once used to frame her graceful face. From everywhere her voice flooded my heart, her prescription simple, “You must love yourself. Then you must love others.”
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