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my pages are wrinkled and my spine is cracked

my title is confusing and un readable

the ink has already washed away, leaving my pages blank

but grab a pen

take your time

and take a shot

names of those whited out

dates of times eraesed

pencil streaks and coffee marks stain my cover

but if you take your time

and be paitent

i'll be a book worth reading

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