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It cannot be more pronounced

I am in love with him.
He who does not want to show his true feelings
He who tries to hide the truth
He who seems arrogant and selfish and prideful
He, who is not afraid to be hated for he does not pretend who he is not.

He has captivated me so
The thought, the idea of him.
I have gone mad!
For I have fallen for someone who is of fiction
Who exists in books
Who lives among the pages.

And yet, I am not sorry that I have fallen for him
For fiction is sometimes truer than reality ever is

Maria Michaela

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