And so I held her like paper, carefully stroking my fingers across her skin.
I held her like a book— but she was a story that wasn't mine to tell.
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And so I held her like paper, carefully stroking my fingers across her skin.
I held her like a book— but she was a story that wasn't mine to tell.
