Are where I will be found.
I was created there.
Conversations weíve had,
Quotes I use and characteristics
I exhibit are all someone elseís.
An enormous burden that-
Forever trying to maintain
A persona never fully formed.
By equal measure never really
Understood, except by other
Book babies who know the grift.
Iíll swoosh in like a northern wind
And take you all by storm, youíll
Be smitten, agog to know more.
But thatís when I make my exit.
Where who you met becomes
Nestled in the last chapter.
Only to be forgotten amidst pages
That reflect upon The End.
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