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When you look up from your book and you face reality. As your characters diminish and they fade from memory. They're replaced by living people as your life becomes a book. And although you will reject them will have every bit partook. Still; you crave for those forgotten. Every character you've read. As you gently put the book down sad that fake's not real instead. Yet you know if time again comes you will open it for more. For there's more going back in life to what in life is kept in store.

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