Books give us
something
for which we crave
They journey from lust
to love,
and from cradle
to grave.
Books drag
us
into worlds unknown.
The sky,
the sea
and the fields we
sew.
Books show us
what we
need.
They help us to grow,
to learn:
and to finally
be free.
Bound
to each other
begging for a look
these inked white pages
are far more,
than a book.
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