I spent my life folded between pages of book;
in absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters

I lived love and lost through story thread history;
I experience adolescence through association

My world is one interwoven web of words;
stringing limb to limb, bones to sinew, blatherskite to oblivion

I am being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences;
A figment of imagination formed through fiction.


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