The Book That Found Me.

This wasn't the first time I came across a book on the ground on my way to my destination. Something was different this time. I stopped, looked at the book, & picked it up. It was in perfect condition. I skimmed through the back cover, through it in my duffle bag & kept walking. The very next day I started to read the book. It immediately had an impact on me leaving me thinking that I needed to read this. Hence, the book that found me.

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