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Jun 2016
I close my eyes to reality
The crisp turning pages sounding like music to my ears
The rich scents of adventure, I breathe in
The sweet and sour taste of misery and contentment washes into my mouth
The tips of my fingers softly trace every letter and word
And finally,
I open my eyes to a new world of fantasy
Myrka
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Myrka  15/F
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