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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
And Somewhere, You Knew
There are some stories you don't write-
you live them, you lose them,
and if you're lucky,
you find a way to leave them behind
between the lines.
In her quietest moments, Mira wrote for one person.
Not because he asked her to.
Because he never did.
And somewhere, he knew.
This is not their full story.
Not yet.
But these pages hold pieces-
of a girl who asked the universe for him,
of a boy who became every metaphor,
and of the silence that once spoke louder than love.
The novel comes later.
But for now,
this is how she remembers him.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
And Somewhere, You Knew
There are some stories you don't write-
you live them, you lose them,
and if you're lucky,
you find a way to leave them behind
between the lines.
In her quietest moments, Mira wrote for one person.
Not because he asked her to.
Because he never did.
And somewhere, he knew.
This is not their full story.
Not yet.
But these pages hold pieces-
of a girl who asked the universe for him,
of a boy who became every metaphor,
and of the silence that once spoke louder than love.
The novel comes later.
But for now,
this is how she remembers him.