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you are like a book to me with pages torn and missing yet you never fail to show the mystery and beauty within the dusty smell of your pages turned reveal a soft and fragile state while your cover is hard and strong but still withering away i really would not mind spending the rest of my life finding your missing pieces and reading the words in your eyes

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Dec 18, 2013

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Notes: you are like a book to me
whereas i was simply a chapter

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