he says your name out loud, in miniature rooms where no one's found; it's a desperate sound. you're on the distant shore! and he wants to tell you stories, stories of boys who stomped their feet, saying, "shut, shut up—I am dreaming of places where lovers have wings."

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1. auriansky liked this
2. lumiere-fresh said: Whooo! Gambatte!
3. abilitytofly said: haha which library is this?!
4. keepdefying said: Dude, your library has such a pretty view. Mine just has lots of buildings and most of them are an eyesore, otherwise I would gladly spend more time in there. Bleh.
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