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…showed last 75 words of 566 total…never to perish. Held tightly by my rainy day friend. In his flaps riddled with adventure. Resting in anticipation of the flesh's next excursion in a world harsh with reality. Knowing putting down my book for a while hurts my feelings only because no thing fleshy stacks up against the tower of my mind. A curse on the demon standing between my books and I. A curse on my need for sleep and for food.