Every time a good book is finished, I become misty-eyed and pensive. The book is over, and a tiny part of my life is over too. I have to move on. It's hard sometimes, it's like dragging yourself out of a warm bed and a sweet dream at 7 a.m. on a winter morning. That's why I always end up re-reading my favourite books.
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~The beginning is the word and the end is silence. And in between are all the stories. This is one of mine~
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