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Not like the girl next door. More like the girl you see in the library, sitting next to a big window with a book in her hands. If you see her gazing through the window while smelling the book in her hands, come up to her and tell that you love the smell of books combined with the smell of earth after rain and you will live forever in her poetry.

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