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Story
“
The monsters were never
under my bed.
Because the monsters
were inside my head.
I fear no monsters,
for no monsters I see.
Because all this time
the monster has been me.
”
―
―
“
The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story.
”
― Dancing at the Edge of the World: Thoughts on Words, Women, Places
― Dancing at the Edge of the World: Thoughts on Words, Women, Places
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