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We sat and watched the


We sat and watched the sunset on that stately summer night. You divulged your questions, doubts, troubles, I listened. If only you knew you aren't half as bad as me. But you won't. I told you my favorite place in the world is the library, and how the best thing about that is there are thousands of libraries, and no matter where you are in the world, you can find one, and how libraries are full of stories; thousands of lives all held in one building. We sat and watched the sunset on that stately summer night, your arms around me. I know this sounds cliche but, damn, I think I found my new favorite place.
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aaj13
thoughts in my head

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