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Mar 2016
you were like a library
filled with stories
bounded in different dimensions
you were begging to be visited
by many different people
eating more experiences
as you sat there with a stare
the curious girl that you are
never really understood
what really happens in the real world, far from the books
you haven't lived for too long
to know that authors just write
to escape the harsh reality
sometimes i myself find a non-fictional or historical book hard to believe. it must be too perfect to be true, and the writers must have wanted to embed it into the illusional world forever
Lunar
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Lunar  25/seaside soul
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