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I have a bookshelf in my room. A bookshelf is supposed to hold this much. So strong is my bookshelf. I am so amazed. I wish I could speak to my bookshelf. Reward it for it's silent revelry. I have a bookshelf in my room. What a bookshelf it is. Fill it up, stuffing its gaping arms with a never ending to do list of ideas. What a bookshelf. I am this bookshelf.
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