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she lives between pages,
finds comfort in underlined sentences,
and doesn't need a crowd
to feel whole.
one friend,
a thousand thoughts,
a heart that notices small things-
the way rain sounds kinder at night,
the way silence can feel safe.
she isn't lonely.
she's just made of quiet magic.
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