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Bookends are the silent sentinels of my bookshelf, standing guard over the realms of imagination. They cradle my literary treasures like tombstones in a graveyard of stories, marking the boundaries between the living and the dead. Each time I reach for a book, I can’t help but wonder if those inanimate objects are secretly judging my choices, whispering tales of their own forgotten adventures.
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