With Every Turn

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Oh?
A new reader. Hah.. I never thought someone would pick my old self up again.
You're wondering right now I suppose.
Who is this?
How are they reading my thoughts?
How do they know that I'm a new reader?
Well, new or old reader, doesn't matter.

Hi.
I'm the one you can turn to whenever you need. Sorry is that too forward?
I'm just excited, a new.... pretty face.
What's your name?

......

Wow, beautiful name.
You know, it's rare someone as pretty as you picks up something old and raggedy like me.
My cover is torn, my pages are wrinkled and beat up.
You are like a new light, shining upon my darkness.

Who am I?
I am whoever you want to be.
I can be your friend
Your foe
Your everything
Your light
Your darkness
I am whatever you perceive me to be.
But mostly, I'm here to keep you company.

You're a lonely soul, aren't you?
Lonely souls tend to pick me up.
Read me and not feel lonely anymore.
And that's great! That's my job, after all.
Ah... I'm rambling.

I hope I could be some assistance to you, I really do. I want to be the best for you, because that's all you deserve.
Nothing but the best. Because you're you. A broken, beautiful soul.

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