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If He Were a Book I'D Pull a Heist

just an average typical morning within this same old town avoiding all the neighbors that nosily creep these grounds while all these other folks keep busy bodying gossiping and all who has whiter teeth, bigger boobs, or the cutest guy at the mall i stopped at the library to dodge all these illiterate snots the only place that's quite enough for me to organize my thoughts i walked in just to be stopped, breathless, dead in my tracks a book, not made of paper or even hard back binding was some type of stitched authenticism bound with a beautiful articulate collage of pattern to it I thought same old stories, same old narrative can someone tell me where all the good authors went I just need an outline, no critique or edit but everything I read, I feel I have already read it I stood there for a second, which felt like a lifetime must have been reading stars, because it left my mind blind if only just once I could hold that masteredpiece written classic I can't lie it was perfect man, I just had to have it I gasped for a moment, dead in my body frozen and stunned hoping nobody saw me it crossed my mind for a split, then, I thought nah **** if I get caught I'd be a goner, but I just couldn't wait any longer I thought same old stories, same old narrative can someone tell me where all the good authors went I just need an outline, no critique or edit but everything I read, I feel I have already read it I darted for that case in a flash and I shattered that glass busted it open, like I was late for literature class static shocked a little as the book touched my hand it was in that moment i knew i was the #1 fan then it wasn't long I realized it was written for me initials imprinted so there was no questioning I thought same old stories, same old narrative can someone tell me where all the good authors went I just need an outline, no critique or edit but everything I read, I feel I have already read it I fell deep into the title it really 'hit a line' bold, italics, with a dedication underlined I wasn't sure why I needed or wanted to own it but I would have searched forever if I would have known it searching every library for a perfect story all the titles and endings just really seem to bore me this one was special I just wanted to trace over the print read. every small detail. no need for suspense

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Date: 11/10/2017 9:09:00 AM
Absolutely outstanding read, IMO. Triple Wowsa! To my faves, not for every day reading, just for when I need a kick in my complacency. Thanks for sharing ~ john
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