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Apr 7
I wish I were to be a book,
Left to be unopened.
Nobody reads books anymore.
May the dust blanket me
I'll try to not let it hinder me.
For I know what wonderful words lie underneath.
Because nobody reads books anymore,
It's just me.
Gypsy Loo
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Gypsy Loo  15/Gender Fluid/The Universe of Aura's
(15/Gender Fluid/The Universe of Aura's)   
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   Fawn
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