Poem: Of Books

I bought a book
At the book store
I bought a book
I don’t need more

Hug it close
To my chest
Dream of
quiet nights
A writer’s quest

What new people
Live in its pages
A girl, a boy
An army of mages

The dream’s the journey
In dusty pages
A book
A store
And dreams galore

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