This girl. She's the one they wrote the poem about.
Her life is hard. As a consequence, my life is hard.
I love my Alyssa. She is the child that forces me to stretch; forces me to grow. I could write a book about they many ways she challenges me.
If I survive this current phase, I will write a book about it.
I'll call it, Living La Vida Lulu.
She hates it when I call her Lulu.
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