Dearest Reader
A love letter to all readers...
Dearest reader,
Your eyes are a pendulum,
Swaying back and forth,
Between the lines of myth.
You sit transfixed,
To which I fall.
Without you here,
I'd only be dust.
No more than a whisper,
Or a dream long forgotten.
Your hands are my air,
Your eyes are my light,
Your heart is my guide.
Dearest reader,
You are my life.
Sincerely, your favorite character.
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