“Sometimes it's a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence.”
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“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.”
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Poema’s 2024 Year in Books
Take a look at Poema’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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