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I Want to Write a Book


I hope that when the book I write falls out of my head, it will feel much like shaving off my hair. The act resolving me of some slight weight, something that had been growing on me over the course of many months. Separated and dispersed within a short time, leaving some hidden part of myself now exposed to eyes that care to look.




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