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a book, lay open, waiting to be read, line for line, interpreted with an unspoken inter-voice, creeping into the sub-conscience, taking us away, from reality, into our own little world, creating voice, scenery, and escape
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Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 9:51 AM UTC
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a book, lay open, waiting to be read, line for line, interpreted with an unspoken inter-voice, creeping into the sub-conscience, taking us away, from reality, into our own little world, creating voice, scenery, and escape
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Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 9:51 AM UTC
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