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Let’s Read

The love so old

Apprising a story untold

 

The scent of joy

Young time cannot destroy

 

The yellow tint

On the vanishing print

 

Behold the limitless bundle of glee.

 

The fragile touch

That doesn’t matter much

 

The pored side

ageless beauty justified

 

The weakened bind

Evincing the change left behind

 

Define the existence of a beautiful reality.

 

You,

A thoughtful piece of art

Penned to be the class apart

A plethora of knowledge so free

For all seeking mastery

Your touch is a magical solace

Between your pages I find my special place

To satiate the growing glorious glutinous greed

Come, let us all

Read.

 

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