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BROWSING
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The cracked spine of a forgotten atlas
welcomed me first—places I'll never walk.
Someone left coffee rings on a physics text,
equations dissolving into brown nebulae.
A child's sticky fingerprints smudged
a dragon's eye in a picture book. Evidence
of other seekers. On page 47 of a war memoir,
a dried violet pressed thin as regret.
The scent of glue and foxed paper rose
like an old friend's embrace. Shelves whispered:
Here lives every sorrow ever survived.
I carried that truth home in my empty hands.
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