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library
pages shuffle with grace and pride,
books knowing much more than the humble folk
who briskly walk through the doors
could ever understand.
the light clicks of the keyboards roar in the background...
but the pages.
the pages engulf the senses,
words flying by as the murmer continues.
lost in a story,
returning the very last thing in mind.
libraries are a wonderful place
to escape.
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