Let me be a book you can't give away,
Marked up from saying things that meant something to you,
Carried everywhere you went for a season,
Pulled in and out of your bag a thousand times,
Wet from the beach,
Wrinkled from the sun drying me out,
Sand somehow still stuck inside,
Reminding you of good things, giving you hope and an advance on sweet memories to come,
Making you glad you really knew me, and didn't just download the Kindle version.
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