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The wind guides the bayou’s surface dancing in rippling patterns, they masquerade around the trees’ and whistle a soft tune. Crickets applaud. Ducks rally.
Thank You Louisiana. Thank You for taking my TOPS money. Thank You for making it hard to get a college education. Thank You for trying to steal my future. Thank You Louisiana.
Southern thunderstorms, raw oysters, and sweet ice tea Not many would understand the hold that Louisiana has on me   It was where I grew up, where I shot my first buck Louisiana was always where I had the best luck
My face is broken; it can’t show emotion anymore. I didn’t smile enough, and I frowned for too long.
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