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Save yourself.
Don’t open me.
Don’t run your fingers down my spine
And breathe in the scent of my faded yellow pages.
Don’t dive headfirst into the depths of me.
Don’t listen to me so intently that you allow me to drown out your heartbeat.
If you do, don’t blame me for your addiction.
For mine is a world from which you will not wish to return.
Gone, the land of the nurse, the accountant, the office drone;
Here is the land of the hero, the princess, the villain,
Leaving memories etched, remaining long after you put me down.
In the future,
Something will catch your eye and remind you of me.
You will stop to recall my whispered words.
The words that told you to go out and live your own story.
When you finish, let others live the sequel.

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