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While standing in front of a library, I picked up an old book. Its pages were slightly yellowed; the corners of its cover were worn, and its color had faded slightly from years spent on the same shelf. The moment I opened it, a small piece of paper fell out. It bore a few lines of writing. At first I could not recall when I had written it. Then I realized the writing was mine. The sentences felt familiar, yet I could not quite remember the person who had written them. What was striking at that m