You are not the books on your shelf.

You are not the books you have read.

You are not the books you haven’t read.

You are not what books people think you have read.

You are not the books you are supposed to have read.

You are not the books you always meant to read.

You are not the books you hate.

You are not the books you dismiss.

You are not the books you like.

You are not the books you love.

You are not the book you are reading now.

You are not the book you just read.

You are not the book you are reading next.

You are not the books you remember.

You are not the books you have forgotten.

You are not the books your parents read to you.

You are not the books you read to your children.

You are not the books you’ve given.

You are not the books you have received.

You are not the books you have written.

You are not the books you will write.

You are not the books you will never write.

You are not the books you reread every year.

You are not the books you’ve abandoned.

You are not the books you studied.

You are not the books you admire.

You are not the books that made you think.

You are not the books that made you change.

You are not the books that made you leave.

You are not the books that made you pick up the phone.

You are not the books that made you laugh.

You are not the books that made you cry.

All of these books are you.

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