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Apr 2022
i want to go to thrift book shops
or to libraries where the only sound i hear is the turning of pages
or to cafés where the aroma of roasted cinnamon screams through my nose
or to an empty beach where i can read as the sun kisses my skin.

just any place where my soul calms down;
where i can create my own reality
from the pages that meet my fingertips.
Dave Legalisa
Written by
Dave Legalisa  20/Genderqueer/Philippines
     Azra Ajmal and REY
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