A New Book
The crisp sound
the earthy aroma
makes me forget
everything that's around.
The commencing words
the floating ink
brings me to understanding
with literary nerds.
For it is only a good book,
thoughts in print—
beautiful thoughts—
that can replenish the energy that
from me,
everyday life took.
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