An Old Bookstore

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I want to walk the aisles
of an old bookstore…
One that smells of coffee and pages,
and creaks when you open the door.
Let’s find the perfect corner…
and kiss on the weak, wooden floor.
I told you, oh, I always swore,
I’d never stop wanting more.

-CLT
Wordgasm

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