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  • Writer's pictureAlex Antally


This is not a poem, you probably know him. I don't need to explain myself, because you've read this book and put it on your self. Saying nonsense about the way he is, the way he looks, his smile and his voice that makes me think I have no other choice, would be a waste of words. You know it all, you've smelled those pages, touched them with your fingers and thrown him away.

The book I cherish the most you hurt with no shame.

- Alex Antally 🌸

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