“Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another’s skin, another’s voice, another’s soul.” — Joyce Carol Oates

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How many different worlds can fill the whiteness of paper. . . .

. . . . can emerge from the inky tip of a pen, or spring from the lead of a pencil?

How many different people can be brought to life. . . .

. . . . and death, and everything in between?

How many different places, and adventures, and romances, and horrors can unfold. . . .

. . . . from absolutely nothing. . . .

. . . . but the thoughts of a single mind?

The amount is infinite.
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shannonlwhite shannonlwhite Jan 29, 2014 02:21AM
Today I lost a friend. He was found in the morning and we're pretty sure it was an overdose that killed him. Please pray for his family and remember his initials N.J. <3
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