There are libraries to which no maps lead. They do not stand along streets. They have no addresses. You will not find them in guidebooks. They exist only within the human soul. Upon their shelves rest all the stories we never told anyone. A love that arrived too soon. Farewells we were never ready for. Letters writte…
𝕋𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕫𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕫 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕛𝕚
𝓒𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷


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