Library

Every night she’d visit the library.
Read the same books all over again, flip every page,and rehearse familiar words.She soaked her head in the ocean of prologues and second last pages. She visited it  night after night, to read he same scripts over and over again, only because she consistently  fell asleep before she read  “The Ending”

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