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Aug 2020
I am an open book,
but I do not lay splayed wide
with ink spilling off my pages.  
I wait for careful hands
to read between the lines
and dive into my story.
Written by
Lyndsey  32/F/Lost in Time and Space
(32/F/Lost in Time and Space)   
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