I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they'd once belonged to the sea.
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I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they'd once belonged to the sea.
I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they'd once belonged to the sea.
I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they'd once belonged to the sea.