«Find me in the tea made from the yellowed pages of long-read books»

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His world was a world of silence,

the rustle of pages and the smell of earth.

Sometimes, when he was too deep in

his thoughts while walking down

the corridor, he would be pushed.

He was part of the background,

a shadow sliding along the walls.

And it was almost comfortable.

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Invisibility had its own freedom – the freedom to be yourself, without having to conform to other people’s expectations.

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