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I live in the words of other people.
I come alive as they come off the page.
I fall in love with fictional characters and
There are times when I only know how to feel in song lyrics.
I want to name my son
after a Weasley king.
I hope he inherits a penchant for trouble
and more heroism than he gets credit for.
Sometimes I feel like Sal Paradise,
I have nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.
I put girls on pedestals and
have too much of a tendency to
yearn for that green light of East Egg.
I fall for Capulets,
but I wasn’t built for tragedy.
I still believe in happily ever after.
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