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Feb 2015
I read
To live stories of others.
Stories of love.
Stories of war.

I read
To be someone Iā€™m not.
Just for a while.
To forget my own heart.

*The truth is that I read
to forget that you are gone.
and to forget that I bleed.
... But I don't ever forget.
Virginia S
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Virginia S  Argentina
(Argentina)   
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