CHAPTER BOOK(c) Singleton 2007The pages are wetSalt soakedyellowedand sun bleachedand there's no endingor beginningFaceless peoplewithsorry other storiesflipthrough the wordstaking what they wantand making updimestore dramato fill the void.Fate or chance?You wrote the book.And the pages didn't really blow away...you werejust chickenand tore them outto make it look that way...No wonder you're
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