Quills and Parchments
Books..words..a window seat..the warmth of a book in your hands,the security of a constant friendship..sometimes everything goes wrong but the smell of a book sets everything right..sometimes,we leave ourselves behind but somehow we are always lovingly preserved in the pages of our books..they remember us in ways,we don't remember ourselves..this is to my friends in paper-I love you.
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