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"What do you do when you cannot leave and cannot return?"

I left a land that wasn’t mine,
for another that’s not mine either.
I sought refuge in inked words, in books I had a place -Edmund Jabes

To write is to accept the book's promise,
to hold it out to others.

To read is to be taken by the promise,
to let oneself be held by it. -Edmund Jabes