My love…
I am going to bed with Robert Greene tonight to figure out a little more about his Seduction and how artistic it can get. But I am hoping to wake up with Cecelia Ahern. After all, it is all about The Book of Tomorrow. So if you feel like I am being unfaithful to you tonight, what can I say. I am letting you go. For her name is Reality. She deserves you.
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And I…
I am just a book
you have not read.
My words are stars
in the faraway skies
you have not reached.
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Goodnight my love.
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Questa è Enida 
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